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Here's some random stuff just to make me feel better - you know, to give me the false sense that I still blog regularly. And to whine. OK. Mostly to whine.

• Up until today, I was pretty sure that this time change might kill me.


• I worked all last weekend.


• My co-worker and I were exchanging email at 1:30 am on Saturday night (which really makes it Sunday morning).


• Sunday and Monday, I don't remember much.


• Except for the running.


• I remember running out the door, running to my car, nearly running red lights and running up the stairs to Sarah's school.


• I was late a lot on those days.


• Sarah awoke with a serious fever around 1 am on Tuesday night (which really makes it Wednesday morning).


• At that point, I knew I wouldn't be getting much work done when the sun came up.


• Since I was already working (yeah, I was still up working), I just kept chugging along.


• I finished a set of design changes around 3 am Tuesday night. (Morning, night? It makes no difference at that point.)


• By 9:30am Wednesday, Sarah was watching Sesame Street.


• I was working again.


• Sarah visited the doctor that afternoon.


• Strep test was negative.


• 8 pm that night (Wednesday? Let me check. Yeah, it was still Wednesday.), I had another set of design changes ready.


• Sleep. I had actual sleep that night. (Last night? Wow, that was last night. Feels so long ago.)


• Today, I felt like this time change might not kill me.


• But my job.


• My job. It still might kill me.


• And this kid. The twinkle of this (much healthier) kid definitely kills me.