I’ve changed all the clocks that aren’t automatically flipped – the ovens, the microwave, the bedside clock and the car – such a nuisance, and for what? Someone tell me why Daylight Savings Time makes sense.
Dawg doesn’t give a hang what the clocks say. She knows when she has to go out every morning. My body wakes up about the same time too.
So was it for the farmers? Kids waiting at the school bus? Why oh why do we need to change the clocks twice a year?
I know someone, who shall remain nameless, who doesn’t change the clock in his truck. Why bother, he says.
Anyway, I’m up and ready to start the day no matter what hour the stupid clock shows.
And waiting for what here is likely to be a nothing-burger winter storm.