So, again with this crazy Daylight Savings / Standard / Shmavings / Stupor whatchamacallit. Does it even serve a purpose anymore, other than to guarantee at least a few of us end up late to work / church / the airport / brunch / whatever?* And then to make us spend the next week and a half trying to readjust. Now that they’ve rescheduled the biannual rescheduling of the clocks, it’s even worse.
Wouldn’t you know it, Melanie and I were scheduled to speak in our church services this last Sunday. We had known we were going to speak for about two months. You’d think that would have you well prepared, but any good preparations fly out the window when you’re unaware of the time change. Our services start at 9:30 a.m. At approximately 8:30 a.m. by our clocks, Melanie and I were (fortunately) dressed and just sitting down to eat breakfast when the phone rang. It was a guy from our church, asking if we were planning on going to church that day. I jokingly said, “Do we have to?” I assumed he was just calling to confirm that we were still planning on speaking, kind of as a courtesy. He didn’t laugh at my joke, but I quickly informed him that we were going to be there without a problem. He then said, “Ok, well, we started about five minutes ago because of the time change.” My jaw dropped. I had no clue about the time change whatsoever. It’s not as if I had just forgotten about it that morning, or the previous night, or even a few nights before. I’d never known!
Melanie and I ripped our poor protesting child away from his breakfast and forced him into his car seat so we could speed our way to church. We got there before we even would have done our things, but it wasn’t a pleasant way to set the tone. Things went really well, but it makes Daylight Savings leave an even nastier taste in my mouth than it has done before.
Not that I’ll be complaining in October when I get an extra hour … or is it November? Sheesh!
*For the record, there are supposedly numerous advantages to the observance of Daylight Saving Time. See this Wikipedia article for more information. It may not make a convert of you (or me), but it should at least make your annoyance at Daylight Savings a more informed kind of annoyance.