Did y’all get an extra hour of sleep when we turned our clocks back Saturday night? Really? I guess my body didn’t get the memo, ‘cause I woke up same as always, only it was an hour earlier. Go figure. I tried staying in bed with my eyes shut, hoping I could sleep that extra hour, but no luck. I’m pretty sure I wrote an entire novel in my mind while I lay there. Couldn’t remember a word of it when I finally rolled out of bed, though. Gone. Pffft! What was probably my only chance for a NYT best-seller disappeared faster than dandelion fluff in a windstorm. Yep. Gone with the wind.