9.45 p.m. looks like this. Still terang benderang. Due to this abnormal phenomenon, my dinner and bedtime routines are officially screwed cos the sun constantly tells me "Hey, it's still early! You are not hungry. You are not sleepy!". I lose sense of time and I start having late dinners, going to bed at 1.00 - 2.00 a.m. in the morning. Just so you know, 1.00 am is way beyond NZ's standard bedtime. I'm not entirely sure what the standard norm is, but I reckon it's no later than 10.00 p.m.
Here, even chickens have bedtime. Yes, that's right. Chickens. We discovered this yesterday when hubby went to our neighbour's house for a short visit. Our neighbour Richard rears chicken in his backyard so hubby jokingly insinuated that his chickens are a noisy bunch, making a lot of "Cuck-A-Cuck-A,Cuck-A-Caw" noise that probably drive him nuts. Richard who obviously thinks the world of his chickens, defended them and surprised hubby with his answer. He said "No, not at all. They are not loud. Right now they are very very quiet cos it is their bedtime". So hubby palak-palak mata la. In awe. Richard is probably the best chicken trainer in the world who is blessed with the most intelligent chickens in the history of mankind.
Now where was I? Oh yes. I was talking about this crazy summer phenomenon right. Point is, there's no use getting used to having the sun at night cos in autumn, it'll all change. In a few months' time, daylight saving ends and everything will be total chaos again. My biological alarm clock will go awry and I have to reset it until I can stop depending on the Sun-alarm clock. The latter just messes up everything you know. The best thing to do at the moment is indulge in this sakainess until I feel normal again.