I don't know what it is about this morning. I'm in an uncommonly good mood for a Monday, and I don't at all feel dragged out like I usually do on a Monday morning. We returned to Eastern Standard Time yesterday, and I was a little disoriented by the change yesterday morning, but I didn't seem to have a problem this morning.
Perhaps it's the weather. This morning it's sunny and crisp, with a blue sky and a stiff breeze blowing, almost a stereotypical fall day in the Mid-Atlantic or Northeastern U.S. The temperature was in the 40s F when I left home this morning to get the bus to work. This is weather that I usually associate, in my memory, anyway, with late October, not with a week into November. Fall seems to have come a bit late to Southeastern Pennsylvania this year. In the fall of the year, on a day like today, an old city like Philadelphia can be really nice!

This has been a peculiar year. The chronic tiredness that has plagued me for most of this year and actually sent me to my doctor about a month ago seems to have abated with the coming of fall. For many years I've been conscious that fall is my favorite season, but now I'm beginning to wonder, as I move deeper into my sixth decade, whether my body is actually having more and more difficulty coping with the hot months as I get older.
I do at times have the unnerving fear that I'm turning into a late friend of mine. He hated Daylight Saving Time with a passion and liked to stay in bed all day on Saturdays. I'm finding it more and more difficult to get up on Saturday mornings--unless, of course, I've got something to do, like catch a plane for Denver. I'm not sure about the Daylight Saving Time vs. Eastern Standard Time thing. I certainly don't like it that it's now dark in the evening an hour earlier than it was just as recently as Saturday, before we changed the clocks. But this morning I have to wonder whether the return to EST has something to do with my mood this morning.
A caveat: Undoubtedly some changes in my situation here at work have something--check that, a lot--to do with my mood. We are no longer overwhelmed, as we were even a month ago, and one of my teammates, who was on track for several months to be fired, has left and has actually found something else to do. Knowing she was going to be fired and having to sit and watch the process drag out for several months was depressing and stressful--very stressful--and that stress is now gone from my life.
(That's the way they do it around here. When they want to fire you, they first put you on a "Performance Improvement Plan." After about three months they fire you. In my eight years here, I've never seen anyone bounce back from a PIP and not be fired.

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