Who started this mischief known as Daylight Saving Time? Apparently the idea was first proposed by a New Zealander in 1895 and implemented by Germany and Austria-Hungary for the first time in 1916. If you really care, you can read more about that by clicking here. The bottom line is that we all lost an hour of sleep Sunday morning. I’ll be tired all week, and I’m not happy that I’ll be driving to work in the dark again Monday morning. To add insult to injury, the whole purpose of DST was to save energy and apparently there’s no evidence that really works. Now they’re also saying it’s bad for our health, which I tend to believe.
Luckily for the dogs, they don’t care. I thought we’d get an extra hour of sleep Sunday morning (or at least not lose one?), because the dogs wouldn’t know it was 6am, not 5, so they would sleep in. Good idea, except for the fact that neither my hubby nor I could sleep. I was awake at 3:15, and unable to go back to sleep, I picked up my phone to check email (I know, they say you shouldn’t do that, but it actually helps me to distract my mind for a bit). I wasn’t thrilled when my phone told me it was actually 4:15! Apparently my hubby was awake too, and he decided to get up at 5, even though I reminded him it was really only 4. I’m not sure what the use is in playing the game of “what time is it really?”. He asked me if I wanted him to wake me at my usual 6:30 but at that point I was too confused, and just told him I’d let him know when I was ready to get up (he turns the coffee on once I’m awake).
I was finally able to fall back asleep until 6:30….um, 7:30. Now my whole day is starting an hour later and I’m not happy about that. I’ve been wanting to get out my snowshoes and break some trails for walking on our land, and this was going to be the perfect excuse to not do that.
But for once I didn’t let it! With hubby’s help, we got supper going in the crock pot, and after some breakfast I headed out. Hubby took the dogs out in the yard to play ball while I did that.
You might be wondering why I didn’t take any of the dogs snowshoeing. As I was explaining to one of my sisters last week, with as much snow as we have, I needed to break trails before taking the dogs out. With one dog with arthritis, one with bad knees, and one who might disappear in the amount of snow we have out there, I needed to at least start some trails to make it easier for them.
I’ve been pretty inactive this winter, and my sister had already warned me of the conditions out in the woods. We have a few feet of light fluffy snow, topped by a crust made by the melting and refreezing we’ve had since we’ve had a little bit warmer weather and sunshine. That means that the snowshoes will break through that crust, and then you sink, and have to pull back up some of that crust when you lift your foot. That’s tough going for someone who’s not in great shape. In spite of my tiredness from losing that whole hour of sleep and more, I was determined and walked around our property as well as the neighbors’, up and down our small hills, making some different trails to take the dogs on.
I have ski poles with me to help keep balance, and help me up when I fall (which I only did once!). It’s easier not having a dog with me as well, since there are a lot of trees to weave through, and leashes tend to get wrapped around trees. I’m not always sure what route will be clear, and sometimes have to backtrack when it gets too thick. I can also break away dead branches to make it easier going for next time.
As I walked around in the woods, I could hear the dogs barking in the yard as they played. I saw deer tracks (and droppings) everywhere. It has to be tough going for the deer, but I’m happy to see that they are surviving this tough winter and are still around. I often follow their trails when making my own (though I can’t go everywhere they do). I try to be quiet when I get close to our yard, so as not to upset the dogs, but they spotted me anyway!
I’m sure I’ll feel it Monday morning, and I’ll be stiff for the next two days. That’s OK, I was happy to get out there and now we’ll be getting out there more! I’ll probably still have to go easy on the dogs to start with as we still need to pack the trails down a little more. As I type this on Sunday afternoon, the dogs are all passed out….Dad played fetch with them for an hour on Saturday as well while I was gone grocery shopping. Yes, we have sprung forward so we know spring is really coming, but we still have a little bit of winter to enjoy around here.