It's The Day After the Time Change - Did You Remember to Reset Your Clocks, Etc?

DH and I had a LONG day at the shop yesterday, finishing up the things we needed to send to Travis before today's deadline. But, despite losing things, measuring and remeasuring again, and raised voices, we persevered, and I had everything uploaded to Travis last night with permissions granted for him to see the photographs. Now, if the permissions actually work, I'm finished with that. The store has never looked cleaner, but we're all packrats and I'm quite sure it will accumulate junk quite quickly once again. *sigh*

We're not hoarders, although we do have WAY too much 
stuff. We can still park the car and truck in the garage, 
and we have places to put our stuff. But we have too much 
stuff, and a good clean wouldn't be out of the question. 

Yesterday was also when Daylight Savings Time kicked in again for our area of the nation. DST is rather odd - it's not universal. There are places that never change their clocks, so when DST is in effect, and you cross the border, your watch is one hour off and you need to remember that. One state that doesn't do DST is the State of Arizona, but the Navajo Reservation, also mainly located in Arizona, DOES do Daylight Savings Time. It can make for some unexpected delays sometimes to find places that are open in the mornings. Since I used to do a lot of traveling through those areas, finding and purchasing stock for the store, every once in a while I'd get tripped up, having to wait an hour in the car for a place to open because I was an hour earlier than the time zone they were in. 

The state of Arizona doesn't observe Daylight Savings 
Time, but the Navajo Reservation does, and they take up 
a good deal of the Eastern part of the state. So, I could 
go to a Trading Post and it would be open at 9 am, but go
to a small town and the businesses would be closed for
another hour. 

But, I live in a state that has (at least for now) the practice of Daylight Savings Time, so my clocks, etc were changed over the weekend to be appropriate time for my zone. My watch is always a bit of a PITA, but if I get it close enough to my computer or laptop with the correct program running on it, it will recognize the program and automatically change the time for me. It's easy, but I always feel a bit out of synch on days when we change the time by an hour - forward or back, makes no difference. 

Resetting the time on my digital watch is actually quite 
automatic - the watch does all the work - but I have to be 
within a certain distance of my laptop, which also must 
be turned on, for the watch to automatically reset itself 
to the correct time. 

So, because I'm a bit off from the time switch, I'm calling today's blog post finished. Time for me to get moving and head to my shop to start making messes once again (and recapture the stuff from my desk that was simply piled into a box for the photographs. Have a great day and I'll be back tomorrow. Slava Ukraini. 

 

Errands, Cleaning and the Kiln

The conflict of time once again raises its' ugly face. I have errands that have to be done this morning. I have to deposit a check into my retirement account before the end of the day so that I can file my income taxes. I also have to purchase the latest Prince music CD at my local Target - the only store authorized to carry the music. I have boxes to mail, a bank deposit to make, some funds to transfer and a duplicate book to return to Barnes & Noble (one of my favorite places in the world - books...I LOVE them). After all of that, I may actually be able to get to work in my home.

It occurred to me this morning that I have been in this house for 22 years. (No, I don't live in THIS home, but it's a wonderful picture, isn't it?) In that time I have accumulated 22 years worth of "stuff" - much of which I really don't need and all of which is getting seriously in my way. I have been trying to clear things out, but I have realized a remarkable lack of success in that endeavor. But I will have to keep on trying because I need to make things clear enough that I can eventually move my studio into the home instead of keeping it both at home and at the shop. That's going to cramp my space and my DH refuses to give me any more of his own crafting space. So, back to the attempt to clean, organize etc. And in between all of that, I MUST work at the kiln today. My fingers are itching to play with some enamel. And so, once again, housework will fall by the way and art will reign supreme. I like that choice - at least for now :-)