Daylight Savings Day – Who Needs It?

Don’t forget to set your clocks ahead this Sunday, folks. Yup, it’s daylight savings time, and not the fun one where you gain an hour of sleep. Normally I do enjoy the idea of the days seeming longer with the sun setting later but this year I have bone to pick with this confusing seasonal tradition.

First, let me say that I really am a morning person. I wake most mornings with a skip in my step (and after a cup of coffee I’m off in a psychotic sprint) but all this is only after I’ve officially decided that I want to be awake and if I’m comfortably enjoying dreamland, I’d much prefer to stay there. Double that with a cold, dark, it’s-not-really morning and I am not a happy camper.

The past few a.m.’s, however, have been great. I’ve part to thank my trip to the East coast and all the time difference yada yada, but also I’ve realized that the sun has been rising earlier and earlier. If there’s one thing I love to do, it’s waking with the sun! It seems so natural. The sun is up, it’s morning!!  What a wonderful thing!

And now…(here comes the griping) after my body has finally decided to have an earlier waking time, the clocks are going to jump ahead and screw it all up. Here in Walnut Creek the sun rose today at 6:25am.  Woo…what a great time to start stirring my sleep-stiff bones. On Sunday it won’t be until almost 7:30am that Mr. Sun will shine through my window. Booooo! This is the kind of change that I really can’t handle.

It’s not that I’m totally against the changing of the clocks. I do enjoy those late summer days when it’s nearly 8:30pm and still light outside. I think of those nights fondly and miss them with they’re gone, but I also very much enjoy a warm sunny mornings that I have time to enjoy. No one wants to wake up and run out to work in the dark. What do we really gain by a later day anyway? Let’s go back to the old system where we waited until April to set the clocks ahead. (Rabble Rabble Rabble! Where’s my soapbox!?) I realize as I write this that complaining is of no use but it feels good to get it out.

Thanks for reading…Any thoughts?

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