It’s almost time to “spring forward” and it’s not even Spring until March 20th. I hate Daylight Savings Time. It may be psychological, but I never feel quite right during Daylight Savings Time. My husband loves it. If I worked in a building with no windows I might feel the same way. Clearly he wouldn’t make it in Alaska, but there’s something that just feels unnatural about fiddling with the clock. Of course the whole notion of a clock is just an idea that we all agree on, but messing with our agreement upsets my system. This year my husband isn’t too happy either. Sunday is his only day off this week and he’s losing an hour of it!
Don’t forget to set your clocks forward and prepare to feel dopey on Monday.
PS We may get some snow to celebrate our spring forward.