For most of us in the United States, today is the day we “spring forward” into Daylight Saving Time, and I’m sticking it on our Loss List.
Am I being ridiculous? Is this too petty? Maybe, but I’m doing it to prove a point.
How many of you are going to be feeling it all week as you deal with trying to get crabby kids off to school? Or putting up with equally crabby co-workers, customers and bosses?
How many of you are going to be feeling it all week as your body adjusts?
And what about the annoyance of resetting all those stupid clocks? What about the ones, like in my old car or on my stove, where I can’t remember where I put the instructions? Major annoyance!
But what really, really bugs me is that my precious cat, Charlie, always seems to know when we have sprung forward. He is up and pacing on top of me, demanding his breakfast at the new time. It’s 5:30 in the morning by the clock (yes, I’m an early riser) but it’s 4:30 by my body clock and it should be by his, too. But, no, here he is, standing on me and yelling in my ear.
Time is a human construct. We invented it, just like the number zero. Yet it rules our lives with an iron fist.
Ask yourself this, if losing an hour of sleep once a year can upset you for a week, what are all the REAL losses in your life doing to you? How are you adjusting to them and how long is that adjustment taking? And what happiness are you missing out on during that time?
Springing forward doesn’t seem like such a petty thing now, does it?
Enjoy the sunshine today!
Smiles and virtual hugs,