I just wanted to say: happy end to Daylight Savings Time. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.
It’s not that I don’t like to save daylight. I do. But changing the clocks doesn’t really give anyone an extra hour of daylight. It just manages to confuse people like me. And I’m not even going to talk about the terrible thing it is to lose an hour under the illusion of springing forward. Well, I guess Daylight Savings Time giveth and then taketh away.
The best thing about Daylight Savings Time is when it ends. I find I have an extra, unscheduled hour.
Having an extra hour today he
lped a lot. That
may even be the reason I found an extra few minutes to write on my blog. And I will
let you in on a secret: we still haven’t changed all our clocks. I know, it’s shocking.
All the newscasters, articles and everyone,
everywhere, remind you to turn your clocks back. And to do it last night before
you went to bed.
But I love the feeling of seeing the old--Daylight Savings Time--on my clocks--and then realizing I have an extra hour because the clocks haven’t been changed yet.
I know. You can only play that game so long. And it's a little strange to not have your clocks at the right time. I even run the risk of being somewhere an hour early. That really would be strange.
I guess nowadays there really is no worry you would be confused about the time unless you unplugged from the internet. Since, of course, your cell phone and computer and anything connected to the Internet refuses to play along with the illusion that the time is anything but the actual time. But you can pretend at least until you look at those devices.
What I wonder is why can’t we do Weekend Savings Time? Every week. They could take away an hour, say on Monday morning. Who really likes Monday mornings anyway? And then get it back Saturday night or Sunday morning. Wouldn’t that be a great way to save some of the time we really want?