Early shift short straw on daylight savings day

I remember working early shifts at McDonalds the day daylight savings begins. Being a teenager, you resent getting out of bed anyway; especially when you lose another hour on top of that. I kind of feel like that this morning because Riley was a ratbag last night and he wanted to get up early. Go figure. Keira is two and a half today. I was planning on writing something poignant. Instead, something's on my mind. She is a big comfort/crutch girl. She has a blankie and sucks her thumb. I can live with those - although it's getting harder as she's getting older - but this week's seen a new habit. Chewing her nails. I am at fault. I am the worlds biggest nail chewer and she's probably watched me. Which is why a) I want to quash this right away and b) I don't want to dwell over it either. It might make it worse. I'll monitor the situation. If anyone has any advice, let me know.