Sunday, November 03, 2013

Daylight Saving Time Ends.

And good riddance.

If you don't live in a place that imposes this unnatural time change, consider yourself lucky.

We were supposed to "Gain an hour!" today. Like suddenly an "extra hour" was gifted to us, because we are all morons and aren't bright enough to know that there are still 24 hours in a day, and the dogs didn't notice, so Murphy had me up at 4:15 a.m. in the new, adjusted time, because he really, really needed to poop. It's now 8:30 and we all are sure it's 9:30, so I'm going to bed. Daylight Saving Time, and the end thereof, can kiss my ass, coming and going. Maybe this served some purpose at some time, but I really don't understand the value now. I'm glad that tomorrow the sun won't rise after 7:30 a.m., which is really weird. I don't mind that it will be getting dark when I get home from work, because it is NOVEMBER. I DO mind that it is 8:30 p.m. and I am exhausted and need to go to bed, because my body got up at 4:30 and thinks it is 9:30, so I'm TIRED.

Extra hour, my ASS. Harrumph.


Anonymous said...

Himself and I call it 'real time' and 'silly time', and we DO NOT bother twiddling with the controls to alter the dashboard clock.
Do you get people claiming that daylight saving 'fades the curtains', or is that particular silliness confine to Australia?

Gae, in Callala Bay

Catherine said...

I have not heard that one, but it makes as much sense as moving the clock to "get more daylight."

Anonymous said...

You said it Catherine. I despise time changes. Sitting here trying to decide whether to go to bed or eat my way through the pantry. Doesn’t matter which way it goes, my appetite goes crazy and I want to sleep all the time for a week.