The time changed this weekend. I was efficient. I changed the clocks in the house before I went to bed, changed my watch, even changed the clock in the car while we were out because my husband was driving.
On Saturday night, I went to bed…oh, some time or other, and got up an hour later than usual. Only I didn’t. I don’t think. It’s hard to tell, but I’ve been trying to catch up with myself all day. It couldn’t be time for lunch, but it was—matter of fact it was 1:00. I don’t have diabetes or anything that makes it matter when I eat, but I like to eat around noon or so or even at 11:30 if I got up at 5:30 instead 6:00. But I got up at 10 till seven when it was still, good holy grief, almost dark. We finished supper at 6:30. Or did we?
It’s Sunday night now—or maybe late afternoon. I’m ready for a shower and to go to bed, but it’s not dark yet. In fact, I’ve only been up 12 hours according to my watch and all the clocks and to Duane, who loves Daylight Savings Time. (He also loves well-done steak and mustard greens, so it’s obvious his taste is questionable.)
This would not be so bad. You know, I’ll get used to it in a few weeks and I’ll be fine until the time changes again in November, at which time I will complain and get behind myself and try to find all the daylight the experts swear we’re saving. Yes, like I said, this would not be so bad.
That a week from today, we’re leaving the Winter House and going home to Indiana. To seeing kids and grandkids and my church and my cat and my office and even though I’ll miss the family here, I’ll be so glad to get home.
When we go home, the clocks will spring forward another hour, from Central to Eastern Time, and there will be another day like this one only worse because I won’t have had eight months to get over the inconvenience of it.
This, too, shall pass. I will get over it and stop my endless moaning and groaning about it. I will remember to be grateful for All Good Things and to laugh and to sing even though everyone would much rather I wouldn’t. And it won’t matter a lick what time it is.
Have a great week!