I’m living in the Twi-Light Zone.

Okay, the reality is I’m living in the Pacific Time Zone, but oddly I sleep in the Mountain Time Zone.

I woke this morning and noted that the clock in the bedroom said 6:23. I was pleased that I got a good night’s sleep and felt well rested! I got up, went to the bathroom, made coffee, ya-da-ya-da-ya. When I finally sat down to my computer and turned it on, it was 5:51. I am moving a little quicker than I have for the last 10 days, but not that quick!

Okay, we went off daylight savings time almost two weeks ago. I am sure I changed the clock in the bedroom. I am just so, so, so sure of it. (At the same time: please note that I am also so, so, so sure that cats can be second-cousins-once-removed of the devil himself.)

And you think I might have noticed before the difference before now. I do look at the clock in the bedroom often, and not only in the middle of the night.

So, my official story is that due to a time/space warp in the continuum, my bedroom got thrown into a different time zone due to a random Zebulon ray. That is the only logical explanation that could possibly explain this phenomenon!

By the way, what day of the week is it?