Keeping track of 3 times zones is 2 time zones too many.
I'm in Oregon, so I'm 3 hours behind Jeff. There's a clock that's still set to Boston time.
The computer is set to my time.
Daddy just called and we talked a bit. I keep sending Mom text messages in the evening thinking I'm ahead of her (was it 1 or 2 hours ahead in Boston??? I can't remember . . .) but in reality, she's probably getting them at midnight or 1 am.
Jeff should be getting to Boston around 7ish, Boston time. 4 my time.
Too. Many. Time. Zones. Brain. Hurts.
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