It's only been a few days, but it feels like lots more, especially given the weird rise in temperature over the past few days, not to mention the extra hour Sunday morning. One way or the other, it doesn't matter whether you're falling down the steps five at a time or slowly walking down the staircase: you'll reach bottom sooner or later.
Other than the two aforementioned exciting environmental changes, I had an interesting weekend: fantasy football, catching up on work on as well as with the PC, and some cleaning. Nothing exciting, nothing worthwhile, nothing to report. I got out a little to enjoy the weather and to get some errands done, but otherwise, I pretty much laid low and celebrated Daylight Savings by watching it happen, one minute at a time :)
On top of that, Kaia had a friend in town over the weekend and wound up running into friends on Saturday night; so she and I were, for the most part, running on two completely different schedules, which left me a bit bewildered. A week prior we were spending all waking and non-waking hours, and only a week later she was out and about and I was chained to a PC. Eh, such is life. It was a little disjointed -- which is less-than-ideal -- but with a 3,000 mile gap, this is the way it is.
As I concluded the above paragraph, what comes across my speakers but Styx's "Too Much Time On My Hands."
Ah, the irony.