Spring Ahead
Last year, when I started my new job, I moved my "real" alarm clock out into the hall, so when it goes off I have to actually get out of bed, drag myself ten or twelve feet, and hit "snooze." I'm not sure it actually helped me get up any faster, and it may just make me grumpier in the morning, but whatever.
I couldn't stand not waking up in the middle of the night or early in the morning and not knowing the time, though. So my parents let me have a battery-operated digital clock that they owned. It's not very easy to set or run, but it tells time, and that's good enough. It also happens to have a date and temperature feature. I generally know the date, but it's always interesting to know the temp. It has ranged from 50 degrees in the winter to 100 in the summer.
However, in the midst of setting it one evening when I wanted to take a short nap (because I try not to change the time on my real alarm clock if I can help it. It's such a pain to change it back) I ended up somehow changing it over to a) military time, and b) celsius.
I'm getting very good at learning what hour goes with which number without counting in my head, and I'm trying to teach myself celsius. Sixteen is cold. Twenty is okay.
And right now it's 26. I have no idea what that is in fahrenheit, but it's about perfect. Like the weather this weekend. From Friday until today, three days of sunshine, blue sky, flowers, and everything spring. No more socks to bed, no more sweaters, skirts that don't require stockings, only a pair of sandals (but do require leg shaving).
I did some cleaning this weekend, and I'm not sure what it says about me that when I tell people this their first response is something like, "wow, really?" Okay, that's not true. I do know what it says about me: I never clean. But the house, at least the downstairs, is at least not embarrassing at the moment. And I had real food: pasta and vegetables for dinner--not just cereal.
Go me. Go spring.
I couldn't stand not waking up in the middle of the night or early in the morning and not knowing the time, though. So my parents let me have a battery-operated digital clock that they owned. It's not very easy to set or run, but it tells time, and that's good enough. It also happens to have a date and temperature feature. I generally know the date, but it's always interesting to know the temp. It has ranged from 50 degrees in the winter to 100 in the summer.
However, in the midst of setting it one evening when I wanted to take a short nap (because I try not to change the time on my real alarm clock if I can help it. It's such a pain to change it back) I ended up somehow changing it over to a) military time, and b) celsius.
I'm getting very good at learning what hour goes with which number without counting in my head, and I'm trying to teach myself celsius. Sixteen is cold. Twenty is okay.
And right now it's 26. I have no idea what that is in fahrenheit, but it's about perfect. Like the weather this weekend. From Friday until today, three days of sunshine, blue sky, flowers, and everything spring. No more socks to bed, no more sweaters, skirts that don't require stockings, only a pair of sandals (but do require leg shaving).
I did some cleaning this weekend, and I'm not sure what it says about me that when I tell people this their first response is something like, "wow, really?" Okay, that's not true. I do know what it says about me: I never clean. But the house, at least the downstairs, is at least not embarrassing at the moment. And I had real food: pasta and vegetables for dinner--not just cereal.
Go me. Go spring.
Labels: Random Ramble
posted by Melanie at 9:04 PM
