Time change

I'm sure this is a popular topic today, but at the risk of repeating what's been said elsewhere, I'll talk about it anyway.

Spring forward, fall back. Did you know that there's a spike in the auto accident rate after the spring time change? (And a drop after the fall time change.) I'm not a huge fan of the semi-annual clock reset. Not at all. I just wish we could split the difference, and then stay put or something. I hate the fact that it's suddenly dark at dinner time in the fall, and that I suddenly have to get up an hour earlier for no apparent reason in the spring. I have enough trouble getting a good night's sleep as it is. Not to mention the fact that animals, kids, and internal clocks cannot be adjusted by turning a dial or pushing a button.

I know, I know, it's supposed to conserve energy or something. I'll spare you a dissertation, but I'm not convinced.

Now, having said that, I'm thankful for the time change today. It was a full weekend, and slipping away fast. But the kids are in bed an hour early. And the seventh anniversary of the beginning of wedded bliss gets extended by sixty minutes.

I hope you enjoyed your extra hour if you got it. For my Down Under friends, I hope you aren't feeling too surly after listening to somebody who just gained an hour whining about the time change. Feel free to taunt me in six months when I'm whining even more after losing an hour of sleep.

And don't forget to check your smoke alarm batteries. Guess I should do that too...