I guess “The Rocky Horror Glee Show” came at just about the right time. I keep on singing, “Let’s do the time warp again,” but I’m not dancing. We can’t avoid the time change, at least around here in the good ole Central Time Zone. I’ve always heard people lament over Daylight Saving Time (DST), but now I’m realizing that that is the time I really like. I despise Standard Time (ST).
I’ve read over and over the reason for starting Daylight Saving Time. It had something to do with Benjamin Franklin and saving oil for lamps. I guess I just don’t understand why it’s only important to do that March – November, and furthermore, what is so great about Standard Time?
This Standard Time is really messing with my life in so many ways.
- I think my body operates on the sundial system. During DST I am up at 4:00AM; during ST I am up at 3:00AM. That makes for a really long day. This is compounded by the fact that I go to bed at 8:00PM or 9:00PM during the summer and 7:00PM or 8:00PM during the winter. No kidding, I went to bed last night at 6:30PM.
- Someone commented that it looked like I still had a tan. I do! Every day after work my husband and I come home and, well, work. As long as there is daylight, you will find us both outside. Now, it’s too dark to work on the barn, kiss on the animals, or enjoy the outdoors in any way. Luckily, Greg can get home as the animals’ internal clocks are moving them toward the feed buckets. They operate on the sundial system too. My tan is going to start fading fast.
- All of the small chores we used to get completed during the week have to be put off until we can see outside during the weekend. That’s a lot of work that is left for a Saturday on top of all of our regular Saturday work. Greg just got his motorcycle licence Melbourne but there is no time to ride. He is not happy and neither am I.
This weekend, I am traveling to the Eastern Time Zone on business; that’s one hour later, right? So, if I am getting up at 3:00AM here, I will get up at 4:00AM there. That reads like an extra hour to me.
According to my new hero, Ben Franklin, “Time is money” and according to Riff Raff from The Rocky Horror Picture Show, “Nothing can ever be the same.” Wait. Ben Franklin and Riff Raff kind of look alike, don’t they?