Dear Daylight Savings

Dear Daylight Savings,

I appreciate you. I really do. Because of you, when I roll my crabby ass out of bed at 6:30, it's actually light outside. It feels like morning, bright and sunshiney, and I only feel the need to hit snooze 13 times instead of 14. In the shower, I can hear the sweet little birdies singing outside my bathroom window and it makes it just a wee bit easier to wake up grumpy PPT and even grumpier The Dictator.


I have an issue with this whole "gets dark at 5:10" thing. It's really pissing me off. Seriously- I go to work and leave my office at night. Like, midnight. Okay, not really, but that's what it feels like. I actually have to turn my lights on driving home and the other day...get this...I had to defrost my window. DEFROST MY WINDOW. In Southern California. What the hell?

And don't even get me started on bedtime...I drag my ass around the house, barely able to keep my eyes open. I scream at PPT to hurry up and get his homework done, HE. NEEDS. TO. GET. IN. BED. and then realize it's only 7:30.

So, although I appreciate your efforts, Daylight Savings...I'd like you to move on to another section of the country now. You're seriously messing up my schedule.


The West Coast

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nikkicrumpet said...

LOL...It is a bit disconcerting to come home at 5:00 and have it be dark! Makes you feel like you've worked OVERTIME! Maybe we should all be like Arizona and just refuse to play along!

Deb said...

I HATE DAYLIGHT SAVINGS WITH A PASSION! Yeah, after dinner the night drags on and on and keep looking at the clock wondering when it's the kids bedtime! The worst part is that Dane has no concept of daylight savings and I have been blessed with his 5 am wake up calls all week. I'm REALLY bitter. He'd better adapt soon, cuz this mom is getting cranky......