Okay, I lied. The reason was because I set my clock ahead 4 extra days instead of 1 extra hour. I'm really bad with instructions.
Okay, I lied again. The reason? I never even thought of writing about it. I went about my Monday morning the usual way, fretting and whining to anyone within earshot about not knowing what to write about. When those within earshot still pretended not to hear, I took to whining via Instagramming, messaging, emailing, and any other way of online communication. It's possible I played a game on my phone in which I picked my user name to be whatshouldIwriteaboutwaa. Apparently I must have even given the grocery store cashier a tormented look because she didn't immediately ask for my store card - the one that earns me thousands of points towards an end goal of having millions (If there is another purpose for them, I will never know) (see above re: instructions).
Tuesday was similar to Monday, the whining amped up slightly with desperation. Finally, a friend wondered why I hadn't written about Daylight Savings Time. I quickly blurted out some excuses off the top of my head. I said, "Daylight Savings? Is that on again?" I'm terrible at "off the top of my head" excuses (see above re: lies). The friend reassured me that it was not too late and that I should still go ahead and write about it. Then they reassured me that there is "help out there" for "people like me". (whatever) (see blog re: sarcasm)
So here I am, writing about Daylight Savings several days later. I'm looking at it positively...this late on the topic thing can be my niche! Writing about things just as they stop trending. My slogan can be "just when you thought it was over..." it has kind of nice little hook! No one else is doing it! You don't see CNN reporting about breaking news that happened last week. I could be the new CNN!!! Less current news, more stuff you don't care about! Come back next Thursday to hear my views on yesterday's "Super Tuesday"! (maybe don't. Then I'd have to research what Super Tuesday is...I thought it was the pancake thing and got all excited).
There is a reason I've taken almost an entire blog length to introduce my topic. The reason is because Google and me looked into it a bit and the history behind Daylight Savings Time is...um...fascinating (see blog re: sarcasm again). Several of the articles on the topic were entitled "fun facts" and after skimming through them, my conclusion is that some people's definition of fun is vastly different than my own.
A fun fact is that it's actually called Daylight Saving Time, without the "s" See? Fun! (see re: not fun) (clearly these people have not seen Phil on Modern Family). There's also a bunch of other random facts...a guy named Willett who died, something about Germany...something about how much time it ends up saving us and why ZZzzzzz...sorry, sorry. Where were we? Yes, the fun facts. Go look it up yourself, I guarantee you will catch up on any sleep that lost hour made you miss.
I will say...I'm forever grateful for the "Spring ahead, Fall back" little saying. Without it, I would never know what to do (see above re: instructions). Even with it, I do spend a surprising amount of time wondering why I am tired at strange times, not tired at others, and why I'm not that hungry at lunch time. Okay, bad example. Of course I'm still hungry at lunch time. I tell myself that I'm just going to think of it as a day after a bad night of sleep. You'd think I'd be used to those! You'd be wrong...
All day (all week?), I'm doing exhausting Math...what time would it be now? What time would it be now? Isn't it weird eating supper at 4:30? Isn't it weird going to bed in the early evening? Isn't it weird how light it is? (note to self: find more words that mean weird).
The fun facts are negligible. Obviously I prefer the Fall one to the Spring one. Obviously I wish someone would scrap the whole idea...I would much rather just deal with a little bit more darkness than have my meal times meddled with in any way. Of course, there are potentially some good stories generated by the whole "forgetting to switch the clocks" scenario, but most of them are about arriving at church late and even that's getting kind of old. There is also where you forget about that "one clock" in the basement through enough rounds of Daylight Savings until - tada! - it is at the correct time again. Even this barely constitutes a "meh". (could be I'm just grouchy from that lost hour) (don't take away my hours, Daylight Savings Time decider people).
There is the issue of babies, not to mention dogs...who create a delightful experience for all those involved by resolutely refusing to acknowledge Daylight Savings Time in any way whatsoever, but I'd hardly call this a "fun fact". I secretly admire their tenacity and non-conformity, but that is easy for me to say when not being woken up by a toddler demanding breakfast at 5am (unless it's me). Let us learn from them. It's this face. Let us all memorize it for future use.
So while writing about Daylight Savings may not have been an eye-opening experience, at least waking up this morning was? Sooo...yeah. This pretty much wraps up all my thoughts on the topic. On the bright side, I'm probably going to make pancakes now.
Well, not now now. Because although the clock says 7am, it's really only 6...