Daylight Savings


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“What time are we leaving?” That’s the question my son asked me last night.

“Well, maybe 7:00 but it will feel like 6:00.” I told him.

He rolled his eyes, “Not more of the ‘it will feel like stuff.’”

At dinner my dad had said, “It will be hard to leave early because waking up at 6:00 you lose an hour. But, traveling home will be nice because you pretty much gain an hour.”

I think this might be why calendar math is hard for me.

But, I figured out what he meant. 6:00 a.m. feels like 5:00 a.m., and that’s going to make a person sleepy. But 6:00 p.m. feels like 5:00 p.m., and that means more daylight for driving. Yay!

Before I went to bed I set up the coffee, of course. It was 11:00 p.m. Daylight savings hadn’t started yet. But I really couldn’t figure out what time I wanted to set the coffee to brew, with all the time travel that was about to happen while I was sleeping.

So I cheated and set the coffee clock ahead an hour. Suddenly 11:00 p.m. was 12:00 a.m. I wonder if the scientists know how easy it is to travel to the future.

I joked to my sister that now I was worried. What if I forgot that I already set the coffee maker clock ahead. In the morning I might accidentally set it ahead again! What if I kept forgetting! Soon my local time could match my son’s as he’s traveling in Spain!

So, you’re wondering, I’m sure, how this all worked out this morning.

Well, it’s 7:04 a.m. and it feels, somehow like it’s 5:30 a.m.

I hit snooze from 6:00 – 6:45, either because it felt like 5:00 – 5:45, or because I went to sleep at 11:30, which felt like 12:30. We will never know.

I don’t think we are leaving at 7:00, because it’s already past that. But, I guess if I wanted to I could just change the clocks back so we are on time. Now that I understand time travel.

So many clocks just automatically change now that that plan probably won’t work.

Years ago our kitchen clock was up so high, and my then-husband and I probably both had undiagnosed ADHD, that mostly we just waited daylight savings out with that clock. For months the clock would just be an hour off, but lucky for us, when the clocks changed again, we didn’t have to change that one. It was already right.

Well it’s 7:11 a.m., and I’ve had my coffee so it feels more like 6:45 now. I think we might be able to leave the house before 8:00, which will feel maybe like 7:00.

The trip to visit my daughter is 4 hours long. I wonder if today it will feel more like 3.

That’s how this Daylight Savings thing works, right?

10 thoughts on “Daylight Savings

  1. Your stress with Daylight Savings time is evident, but you didn’t just complain, you painted a picture of the disruption! I love the long evenings and the ability to go out for a leisurely walk after dinner, but this first day is hard and anyway we look at it, you will lose something: time, sleep, or a small bit of sanity, Worry not, though, you will find it all in the fall.

  2. have a great trip! We also have that one clock that never gets changed 🤪 haha it’s finally right now!

  3. I love how you filled this piece with all of the things we say and do when the time changes. There’s so much humor there, but also so many grains of truth.

  4. I love this! It’s like you are channeling my thoughts! I just had a similar conversation because I have a meeting Monday morning at 8, but it’s really 7, if the meeting were last week. Wait, maybe it would have been 9? Spring ahead… no, if the meeting was last Monday, it would have been at 7. I think. I hate the time change, and love your solution to leave a clock so it’s right for half of the year!

  5. OMF! & LOL! I will never experience time the same way again. I can’t keep up. I absolutely loathe DST. It is physically and mentally brutal. And unnecessary. Now I need to see if my husband changed the clock in my car. Ugh! Drive safely.

  6. Haha, Ona. Your discussion of daylight savings time is so funny. So glad you get to visit your daughter.

  7. Saturday night I traveled 2 hours back but 1 hour forward so why does it feel so much later than it is but it never was? Thanks for sharing. “Fall fall back” is my favorite non-holiday-holiday; until we meet again.

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