It's Monday, and we've had one hour stolen. Or something like that.
On Saturday night, there was the switch to German "Sommerzeit" - daylight saving time. And really, apart from it being rather unneccessary and causing trouble with timetables and whatnot, and also costing the economy quite a lot of money and making people like me cranky (and even more so on the switch back, when you suddenly have to re-adjust to completely different degrees of light at a specific time again), what's with that name? If there's any time in the year where it would be important to save daylight, because there's not so much of it, that would be winter, right?
Well. As you can tell, I might be a little cranky. In that, I will join the (still too chubby) cat who is Not Amused about her mealtimes suddenly shifting around again. Although she's not objecting too much that they come earlier now...
And now I'll get back to my work. Which is happening not quicker, even though I am told it's saving time. Or so.