daylight deficit

I need my daylight hours for pysanky this month. Artificial light just doesn't make the kitchen glow like that big ball of fire in the sky, even when it's behind (a few) clouds.

If, well, when I don't get to bed early, I miss hours and hours of daylight. The loss of daylight savings and being on this end of the time zone exacerbate this. (So, suggesting stronger shading in my room won't help. I'll sleep later and feel guilty, or I'll wake up early anyway. The morning after a party, where I've likely had a lot of fluids either to stave off the tempation or to dilute caving into it, my bladder gets me up pretty early.)

I am generally not susceptible to SAD. I love fall too much, and winter is usually cold enough that I don't feel at all bad about staying inside on a ridiculously sunny day. (The ice/snow/leafless trees makes what light we get come in that much brighter).

Of course, it's almost balmy today. So, I'm twitchy with the desire to be outside. (This may be why the spring and summer, while glorious in their way, are not as enjoyable to me, I can't get anything done. Sometimes I wonder if I need to move someplace without seasons long enough to get over the "it's nice out, must go outside" problem.) Which I didn't figure out until after CBS Sunday morning, when I decided to take pictures of the finished pysanky and had to recharge the camera first. So I went for coffee and comics, and realized I've wasted more than half of the daylight today. Gah!

But, there'll be crafts. Alas probably not open studios, which I would've gone to had anyone suggested it, but I have enough looming craft guilt that I didn't want to initiate such an outing.

It was craft guilt that kept me from lingering longer at True Grounds, dozing in the sun since I managed to score a table next to the open window. Remind me to Not Even Consider looking at real estate that lacks a private outside, be it a porch, patio or sunny backyard. I would like to have breakfast parties, but fear the risk of a good day on this outside-less place.

daylight deficit

I need my daylight hours for pysanky this month. Artificial light just doesn't make the kitchen glow like that big ball of fire in the sky, even when it's behind (a few) clouds.

If, well, when I don't get to bed early, I miss hours and hours of daylight. The loss of daylight savings and being on this end of the time zone exacerbate this. (So, suggesting stronger shading in my room won't help. I'll sleep later and feel guilty, or I'll wake up early anyway. The morning after a party, where I've likely had a lot of fluids either to stave off the tempation or to dilute caving into it, my bladder gets me up pretty early.)

I am generally not susceptible to SAD. I love fall too much, and winter is usually cold enough that I don't feel at all bad about staying inside on a ridiculously sunny day. (The ice/snow/leafless trees makes what light we get come in that much brighter).

Of course, it's almost balmy today. So, I'm twitchy with the desire to be outside. (This may be why the spring and summer, while glorious in their way, are not as enjoyable to me, I can't get anything done. Sometimes I wonder if I need to move someplace without seasons long enough to get over the "it's nice out, must go outside" problem.) Which I didn't figure out until after CBS Sunday morning, when I decided to take pictures of the finished pysanky and had to recharge the camera first. So I went for coffee and comics, and realized I've wasted more than half of the daylight today. Gah!

But, there'll be crafts. Alas probably not open studios, which I would've gone to had anyone suggested it, but I have enough looming craft guilt that I didn't want to initiate such an outing.

It was craft guilt that kept me from lingering longer at True Grounds, dozing in the sun since I managed to score a table next to the open window. Remind me to Not Even Consider looking at real estate that lacks a private outside, be it a porch, patio or sunny backyard. I would like to have breakfast parties, but fear the risk of a good day on this outside-less place.

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the post a happy picture meme resulted in dougo posting a photo of my bone shaped sugar cookies. :)

sharing the love

the post a happy picture meme resulted in dougo posting a photo of my bone shaped sugar cookies. :)