Feeling a little 11 o’clockish (around 10)

5 Nov

We may have only set the clocks back an hour, but my body knows, dammit.

To wit:

  • I woke up quite naturally this morning… AT FIVE THE FUCK O’CLOCK. Why? Because six would be about two snoozes into a normal week-day morning.
  • Breakfast was consumed at my normal (clock) time. Lots of coffee because I was an idiot and tried to go back to sleep after my body was like GOOD MORNING, PENNY! LET’S GET UP NOW!!
  • By 10 I was ready for a snack. Except it wasn’t 10, it was only 9 am clock time.
  • An hour later my snack attack has turned into full-blown hungry stomach rage.

In other words, I am feeling a little 11 o’clockish – there’s a rumbly in my tumbly! – and it’s only 10 o’clock.


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