Well, folks. They did it to us again.

That’s right. Daylight saving time has swooped in like it does every single year, stolen an hour right out from under us, and left us all stumbling around squinting at our phones, going, “Wait… what time is it actually?”

I don’t know about you, but my body does not get the memo quietly. I feel like the older I get, the harder it seems to adjust!? For the first few days, I’m basically a walking zombie who keeps telling everyone, “Well, it’s really only 6 o’clock.” As if that helps. It doesn’t. But somehow saying it makes me feel better? How does one hour make so much difference!?

The alarm goes off, and your whole body is offended. Even the dog is confused. Ugh. It’s so dark out. I don’t want to get up! We’re all just out here doing our best and drinking an extra cup of coffee to get our butts moving in the AM. And I don’t even drink coffee, so I just let Jesus take the wheel!

But here’s the thing, I try to remind myself every year when this rolls around: that extra hour of evening light? I mean, it is pure gold! There is something about pulling into your driveway after work, with the sun still up, that just lifts your whole spirit. Suddenly, you feel like you can take a walk, start a project, sit on the porch, and just take a big ole deep breath. Spring is knocking on the door, and this is her way of saying, “Hey, I’m coming. Hang in there.”

So yes, the week might be a little rough. You might be yawning through your morning, drinking three cups of coffee by 10 a.m., and in bed by 8 p.m., telling yourself it’s “really” nine. And that is completely OK! Give yourself grace. Give your family grace. Maybe give your coworkers grace, too, because trust me, boo, they’re feeling it too. They just might be good fakers. Haha.

Listen, God designed our bodies to be resilient, and if we can survive Monday mornings, we can survive this. It might take a few days or weeks, but you’ll find your rhythm again. The coffee will taste a little stronger, the evenings will feel a little longer, and before you know it, you won’t even remember what the old time felt like.

Hang in there, friends. Spring is almost here, and it’s worth every lost minute of sleep.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to take a nap. It’s “really” only 2 o’clock, after all.

The older I get, the more I am diggin’ these mid-day naps. I can see why the older folks like these. *enter cheesy smile here*

Broccoli Cheese Soup
Ingredients:
• 2 tbsp butter
• 3/4 cup chopped onion
• 6 cup chicken broth
• 1 (10-ounce) pkg egg noodles
• 1 tsp salt
• 20-ounce frozen chopped broccoli
• 1/8 tsp garlic powder
• 3 cups milk
• 1 lb. Velveeta cheese
• 1/2 lb. American cheese

Directions:

Melt the butter; add the onions and sauté. Add chicken broth and bring to a boil. Gradually add the noodles and salt, and continue boiling. Cook uncovered for 3 minutes. Stir in broccoli and garlic powder. Cook for 4 more minutes. Add all the cheeses, then the milk.

Add pepper, stir until cheese is melted. Soup will be ready to eat. If it seems too thick, just add milk.