It may be the law, and it certainly happened for real yesterday for real, but that doesn't mean anything to my body.  No matter what time it is for 'real' it is still a full hour later to me, myself and my body.  And the extra hour that showed up yesterday morning hasn't made any difference to the way I feel right now.  I do remember that it takes me near a full week to really get adjusted to --let's see.  Is it daylight savings time now, or was it that way last week.  I don't know.  Nor do I care.  I just know that it is dark and cold and the year is slipping by faster then I can keep track of it.  I have high hopes of finishing here and then doing some reading.  And I will do some, but not much.  I'll be too tired and my day will be long and done.  But hooray for me.  I actually worked on my pile nearly all day long.  And I count that work as productive.  I feel real good about it.  It was a real test, and I feel like got a good passing grade.  After so much effort I was really surprised that I didn't finish the task.  I figure I finished about 60 % so I still have stuff to do tomorrow.  But the pile certainly doesn't appear as intimidating as it did last week and for several weeks.  I just notice another pile that is still awaiting my attention.  Actually, I have a number of 'piles' that I can do when I have time to get to them, as well as several small tasks that await the proper time.  But for  now I will sit on my laurels (no, not young women Laurels) and take a breath and finish off my Monday knowing that another full day is on the horizon.