Tonight’s the night. It’s the one night every year when the United States government bares its mighty arm all in the name of making my life a touch more miserable.
Spring forward. Fall back.
I like the fall change in Daylight Saving Time. In fact, I love it. In the fall, we all get an extra hour. Next to unexpectedly getting more than you planned on a tax refund, it’s the next best thing the government ever gives you. It’s a little bonus in life that says hey, you’ve been working your butt off, you’ve been a good dad, I can see you’re tired, you’ve earned an extra hour of sleep. Here, my friend, we’re going to make life a little easier for you.
It’s amazing what an extra hour of sleep can do for you.
But this spring forward garbage… It’s punishment. It’s cruelty. It’s life hitting you across the face with a 2×4, and hard. In my opinion, it’s one step below water boarding. It’s a kick in the shorts that says hey, you’ve been working your butt off, you’ve been pushed to the limits as a parent, I can see you’re tired, and your reward is a nice big extra slap of exhaustion. Here, my friend, we’re going to make life a little tougher for you.
It’s amazing what losing an extra hour of sleep can do to you.
On top of the obvious punishment, I have no less than ten clocks to change. Two in my bedroom, two in my bathroom, one in my living room, two in my kitchen, two in my office, one in my truck, and I’ll probably find others. I also have more than ten watches. There goes another half hour of my life.
Okay. I’m done whining. As you were.
Dan Pearce, Single Dad Laughing
PS. Anybody else hate spring forward as much as I do? What are your thoughts on DST in general? I will say that it is nice to start having longer days, even if it’s a ruse. It’s been said that Daylight Saving is the same as a person cutting one end off of a blanket, sewing it to the other end, and declaring that he has a longer blanket.