Yes, folks, it’s Daylight Saving Time again (or the end of it, when an hour magically “disappears”…) and I’m tellin’ ya, it wreaks havoc on my entire being.
This morning I woke up at 4:30 believing it was 4:30 (my favorite time to wake up), only to discover it was 3:30… aarrggh! It’s perfidy, I tell you, perfidy!
Be forewarned… this coming week, my thoughts will resemble the jumbled illustration above (confusing, but colorful nonetheless!) :) and I’m asking you to please bear with me. Moving the hands back on the clock does not constitute an immediate “aha” by my bio-rhythms or brainwaves.
Thankfully, Oklahoma’s seasons follow the calendar — never mind the clocks — and it’ll continue to be autumn until the next season begins. (I won’t mention the “w” word until it’s official…)
The only “cure” I’ve found for Daylight Saving Time is to spend as much time outdoors as possible. Let’s take a walk, shall we?
Nature calms me down. Clarifies my thoughts. Causes me to forget.
What was I writing about…?
Oh yeah! Daylight Saving Time…
What are your plans for the “extra hour?”
Enjoying (?) the semi-annual rite,