Oh, hibernation awaits! I love having that extra hour when the time changes, as it did this weekend, but it does jangle the chimes of my body clock. Not as jarring as the jangle in the spring when we LOSE an hour, but still. I feel tired earlier and I just want to sleep at random times during the day. It usually works itself out, but the older I am, the longer that takes.
This weekend was my husband's drill weekend. With my oldest daugher visiting her dad, I was missing another pseudo-adult in the house. M2 did her best to step up to the plate, but she's 8. And a redhead. She vacillates between cleaning the bathroom, loading the dishwasher and vacuuming the carpet to riding her bike for hours, to helping me separate out a huge Scentsy party order, to whining and throwing a fit in the middle of the living room floor. It's always an interesting ride. And, with the youngest, it is what it is. I did really well this weekend remaining completely and totally unfazed by her antics, so I'm pleased with that.