I love the spring. I love the fact that everything is springing to life and waking up from a long winter. I love the smell in the air, the cool spring breezes and the beautiful colors that start to emerge after months of beige and brown. But for the love of God I HATE the daylight savings time switch! I hate having to spring forward. I have such a hard time getting up in the morning. Not to mention getting my kids out of bed at 7AM when it is still dark outside. They roll over, open one eye and the whining begins. “Five more minutes please!”
Well this morning was no different. Except this time I can’t blame the kids. I set my alarm. Really I did. I think I heard it go off at some point, but when I woke up at 7:30 AM this morning and it was barely light out, my heart began pounding out of my chest when I realized that I had to be at work at 8AM AND I still had to get the kids up. Needless to say, this morning was rough. A rough one for me, the kids and for all those that crossed my path on the way to school and work this morning. It wasn't one of my shining moments that's for sure.
Could someone PLEASE TELL ME what the benefit is of moving the clocks up one hour? Why is it a good thing that we down here in the south, when it is hotter than blazes in the summer, need one more hour of sweltering summer daylight? Who was this person that decided this and where can I reach them? I have something to say to this person and it won’t be pleasant!
I just had to get this off my chest. Whining will stop now.