Day Seventy Two 2011

"I object to being told that I am saving daylight when my reason tells me that I am doing nothing of the kind... At the back of the Daylight Saving scheme, I detect the bony, blue-fingered hand of Puritanism, eager to push people into bed earlier, and get them up earlier, to make them healthy, wealthy, and wise in spite of themselves."
~~ Robertson Davies

I am the only person on Planet Earth who detests daylight savings time. Don't get me wrong. I don't begrudge anyone their "extra" hour of daylight at the end of the day during spring and summer. The time change--"losing" that hour--messes with my internal clock. By the time I'm adjusted to it, fall will be here and I'll get back to my normal. I love clocks, and we have many all over the house, so this year I insisted that my DST-loving husband be in charge of moving all the clocks forward, since he adores this time change. And in the fall, I will gladly move them back again. It's all so ridiculous when you think about it. So I'm just not going to think about it. Until November.