Earlier and earlier
That makes me feel like a child again, lying in bed listening to the birds, while other people are still up and about. It makes a pleasant change, though the day seems curiously truncated, with 3:00 pm feeling as though it’s five hours later.
This morning, we were up – I was going to say ‘bright and early’, but it transpired that some of us weren’t as awake or aware as others. Barry disappeared downstairs to make coffee and then reappeared a short while later. He had put his trousers on over his pyjamas. It wouldn’t have mattered, really, as they were pyjama shorts, and no-one would have known. He just felt he didn’t actually need the extra layer.
In other world-startling news, my elderly ‘for the time being’ laptop which was pressed into service has been replaced by my newly repaired computer, the one with the pretty LED lights.
As it is now effectively a new machine, everything has had to be reinstalled. The hunt for passwords and other verifications has been long and trying. Tempers have occasionally been shorter than they should have been, but now, all is well. We just had a brief hiccough with the bank, which initially refused to recognise the new/old/new machine, but that has been resolved, too.
Just one or two things still to deal with . . . shouldn’t take long . . . oh, those weasel words!
But the dogs don't notice any changes in time. They're ready to go at any time.
ReplyDeleteDealing with new (old) technology is quite the pain.
ReplyDeleteI always think bright and early means the day's bright and I'm early, but not bright.
ReplyDeleteI've finally relented and allowed Google passwords to manage less important passwords for me. It must be nice to have a 'feels like new' machine.
ReplyDeleteThe bank refused to recognise the machine? I have never had that happen, the information and passwords are the same, so there shouldn't be any problem. I am happy that your computer is repaired and functioning again. I rarely do "bright and early"these days.
ReplyDeleteAh, technology. How i hate it, but love it too.
ReplyDeleteI wish I had your resolve about getting to bed early so I could get up earlier, but I just can't seem to manage it. It makes so much sense!
The beginning of this post reminded me of a poem I used to love when I was a child.
ReplyDeleteBed in Summer by Robert Louis Stevenson
In winter I get up at night
And dress by yellow candle-light.
In summer, quite the other way,
I have to go to bed by day.
I have to go to bed and see
The birds still hopping on the tree,
Or hear the grown-up people’s feet
Still going past me in the street.
And does it not seem hard to you,
When all the sky is clear and blue,
And I should like so much to play,
To have to go to bed by day?
I get up earlier in summer though I don't go to bed any earlier - probably why I'm tired all the time!