I’m recovering from my flu and getting back to writing, but Daylight Savings Time definitely hasn’t helped. I’m waking up at the same time, but it’s too dark to walk the dog. No, I won’t walk her in the dark alone anymore, not even with a flashlight, despite that I live in a safe neighborhood. We won’t go into why! (Other than to confess that it was a little whoo-whoo).
Plus, DST always makes me feel a little jetlagged. Yes, it’s only one hour, but the spring has left my chicken. I need my sleep!
Here’s some good news! Finally got to the eye doctor, and despite the problems I’ve had lately, they aren’t due to any dreaded eye diseases. Probably just incompatibility with my (formerly) new contact lenses (I say formerly, because I tossed them out). I’m test-driving a brand of multi-focal contacts that allow in more oxygen. In a couple of 
weeks, my optician is bringing in yet another (brand new) brand. I’ll try them both, and if the dry eye situation doesn’t improve, I’ll go back to my old trustworthy contacts and reading glasses…until I feel brave enough to tackle laser surgery without visions of Malcolm McDowell and A Clockwork Orange dancing in my head.
Can you say Crazy Laser Eye Guy anyone?