Cranky? Of course I'm cranky. So cranky I'd growl at Mother Teresa if she skipped the line at Starbucks. Much of the country is feeling the same. After all, we lost an entire hour of sleep last night -- assuming you remembered to 'spring forward'.
As a kid, I was told that daylight saving time was to give farmers more time to sow, nurture and then harvest the crops. Under daylight saving time, they could be out plowing well into the evening hours unhindered by darkness. Paints a rather romantic picture of rural America, doesn't it?
As a kid, I bought this line. All hail the farmers! Now, however, Farmer Joe is part of the agribusiness conglomerates who have the means to illuminate the fields with floodlights should they need to get those cucumbers out of the ground and onto your table. Darkness isn't an obstacle. Ta ta to the idyllic rural American image.
The most recent explanation for DST is to save energy. All hail the energy savers! No red blooded citizen of anywhere will argue against energy conservation, but there's something illogical -- and irksome -- about messing with the clocks.
Yes, it's great to have those added hours of daylight after work. Makes you want to get out and do something and we don't turn the lights on til later -- thus the energy saving part.
But did anyone pay attention to the morning. It's freakin' dark at 6AM when I get up. I don't care a fig about saving energy before I've had a shower and a cup of tea and in order to do either of these I must have lights. I guess I could grope my way to the bathroom and kitchen, but that muscle memory knows to lift the arm and flick the switch.
I should feel a little calmer, oh say, midweek. It takes a few days to get my circadian rhythms back in sync. For now, I need some breakfast -- or is it time for lunch? Blast these time changes!
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