My Grocery Shopping Story!

Monday's are typically grocery shopping days for me. Along with other chores are assigned to Monday as well. Yesterday, I went to the store in the middle of the afternoon. I try hard to get in and get out. I know the stores I frequent well so I do my best to hurry along. I came out of the store, loaded my groceries in the cargo area, got in and drove off. Now I'm big on clock management, after all I am my grandfather's granddaughter! He was a very punctual person indeed! I remember glancing at the clock when I got in my SUV, I must say I was impressed I got so much accomplished in so little time. I thought to myself how great it was that I still have plenty of the afternoon left to get other things done. I got back with the groceries. Put them away then I started on dinner. Dinner was chicken fettuccine alfredo. I wanted to try a new process of making the chicken so that meant despite it being only mid-afternoon I needed to get my chicken roasting pronto. As I'm cutting up the chicken into chunks I once again glance at the clock on the stove. I couldn't believe it was suddenly so much later. What happened? Not that much time could have passed since leaving the store. I then remembered.....TIME CHANGE!

I didn't change the clock in my car so it was still an hour behind. That darn time change. It seems as though every time we adjust our clocks I forget one clock and then I end up freaking myself out about what time it really is. Geesh, what a nut case I am sometimes!


As for the boys I decided instead of gradually moving their eating times and walk times to get them adjusted to the difference....I simply just changed it up. No gradual process this time around. So far so good! I feel as though they have already fully adjusted to time change. They're actually doing better with the time issue then the humans they're around! Springing forward for the boys is better than in the Fall when we go backwards. They wake up one day in the Spring and things are happening sooner for them, they don't mind. Having to wait around in the Fall an extra hour to be fed is not in them especially the littler one! When 6:15 on Sunday evening came around Simon had no objections to eating. He was a little surprised when I announced to him it was time to eat. But as I already stated he doesn't care. It's just like the saying..."call me anything you want but don't call me late for dinner". That's Sime!