Time change ain't no blessing

Fall back usually involves a whole lot of stumbles around here.  Each year I think that somehow I will benefit from the extra hour of sleep, you know, sleeping.  I've heard people do that.  It is not to be so. 

My kids, who are early risers at the best of times, were up at quarter past ridiculous acting like bloody roosters on corn crack.  Apparently daddy smells and I am the chosen victim one.  Lucky me.  It's so very special to see the sunrise.  The hour gained has turned into several extra hours of TV - lucky them.  Next time change I'm sleeping in my car.