Daylight Is Coming!

Since Andrew is such a night person, any activities we do together can't start until half my day is over, unless I want a grumpy husband on my hands. I also can't bring myself to do anything around the house that makes too much noise until after he's out of bed or it's after noon. He's less grumpy when he doesn't have to be awake during morning hours. Adjusting to Andrew's schedule is generally not an issue for me... until Winter.

With every day that becomes shorter, my anxiety level increases. When Daylight Saving Time ends, I completely lose it. I get this overwhelming sense that there's never going to be enough time to get to those things on my list of things to do. The closet needs purging. The office needs cleaning. The kitchen needs organizing. I'm sure it's all just going to pile up and become too much to handle. The next thing I know, I'll be on TLC's Help! I'm a Hoarder talking about how I got myself into this mess, literally!

As soon as the days start getting longer, even though it's only by a few seconds per day, my energy level increases and the time issues resolve themselves. Andrew agreed to wake up by 10:00 AM (which is quite early for him) a couple weeks ago and help with the office. I'm planning on purging the master bedroom closet soon, after I finish going through a couple of boxes left over from the office project and Andrew takes the Goodwill pile away.

Today it's all about the kitchen pantry. I have a pretty small kitchen that needs to hold a lot stuff. The pantry is exceptionally tiny, especially for someone who stores as much food as I do, and needs to be reorganized periodically to avoid items falling out when the door is opened.

Andrew's still asleep, but it's after twelve and time to start working. The sticky buns I made this morning should help reduce the grouchiness he experiences from waking up and moving around.

Fatboy sniffing away... and they're not even baked yet!

Andrew needs to wake up soon, so we can eat these.