Sigh, it’s about time for that yearly ritual of messing up my sleep patterns. That’s right, daylight savings time starts this weekend. For the next 2 weeks, I’ll be wanting to stay up later and get up later, even though my job frowns on that. My poor brain does not understand all the requirements of saving oil by moving the clocks around. All it sees is that I’m making it fit a pattern it doesn’t think is natural.
So I’ll be driving to school in absolute darkness for the next month or so, and having more light at night. I’m not sure I comprehend what this does for me, but oh well. Even Indiana, who for so long, refused to go along with the whole daylight savings time, now does it. No more calls to Indianapolis for me, asking “what time is it?” No more showing up 1 1/2 hours early for events in Indiana.
Not to mention that to add to this event, my mother spends the next few days adding to every comment about the time, “but it’s really xx o’clock.” She’s now corrupted my nephew so that this tradition will be continued for another 2 generations at least.
Try to get some sleep and don’t mind getting up at 6am — it’s really 5!
Currently reading “Tomb of the Golden Bird” by Elizabeth Peters
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I’m all for getting rid of daylight savings time — heck, I’m in favor of getting rid of time period.
by C.R.
on March 7th, 2008 at 7:28 am
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I agree. It does seem a rather ridiculous tradition.
On another note — I love Elizabeth Peters and her Amelia Peabody series. Enjoy!
by Judy
on March 7th, 2008 at 7:46 am
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I would respectfully dissent. I’d like to see DST year round. I like for there still to be some daylight left when I get out of the day job, and the more daylight, the better.
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Look on the bright side, Jeff. As Judy mentioned, EP and Amelia Peabody are terrific. If you’re sleeping less, you’ll have more time to read Golden Bird!
by Casey
on March 7th, 2008 at 8:35 am
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Whaa,whaa whaa. Is that CR whaa, whaaing again…..or maybe its Zorro.
RAD
by RAD
on March 7th, 2008 at 8:45 am
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I am the official kitchen clock changer in my family. I’m the only one tall enough to reach them without standing on a chair. When I visit my mother Sunday, it’s the first thing she’ll say to me: “Do you think you can change the clock in the kitchen before you leave?” I’ll go do it, and for the 80th time (twice annually for 40 years) she’ll marvel at how I can reach it.
by C.R.
on March 7th, 2008 at 9:08 am
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So you’re a big guy?
rad
by RAD
on March 7th, 2008 at 9:50 am
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six one in my sockies
by C.R.
on March 7th, 2008 at 10:12 am
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It’s a little known fact that I am a mathmatical genius. I’ve done the calculations, CR. If you could reach Mom’s clock 40 years ago, you must have been a very tall three-year-old.
by Casey
on March 7th, 2008 at 10:52 am
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Thanks for thinking I’m only 43.
But, believe me, the math works.
by C.R.
on March 7th, 2008 at 11:00 am
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I blame the caffiene industry for keeping it going.
However, it means you’re closer to summer.
by Marissa
on March 7th, 2008 at 11:25 am
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And at least it’s not on Easter Sunday, which often happens and makes that sunrise service seem all the earlier!
by Judy
on March 7th, 2008 at 2:40 pm
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Six foot one! Wow you could almost be a basket ball Jones.
Z
by Zorro
on March 7th, 2008 at 3:37 pm
