Tonight we “spring forward” into Daylight Savings Time and lose an hour’s sleep.
I have never been a fan of changing the clocks, and there’s research that suggests that it’s not healthy for us. Nevertheless, tomorrow most of us in the United States* will get up in the dark and stumble through our Sunday as best we can.
*Arizona (except for the Navajo Nation), Hawaii, and the U.S. territories of Puerto Rico, Guam, American Samoa and the U.S. Virgin Islands do not observe Daylight Savings Time.
Monday won’t be much better. I’m planning on extra coffee and asking for and giving grace when we adults pitch fits over minor issues because our internal rhythms have been thrown off. I know that I can act like a toddler whose favorite toy has been taken away for a full week after changing the clocks. Consider yourself warned!
I object to being told that I am saving daylight when my reason tells me that I am doing nothing of the kind… At the back of the Daylight Saving scheme I detect the bony, blue-fingered hand of Puritanism, eager to push people into bed earlier, and get them up earlier, to make them healthy, wealthy and wise in spite of themselves.
I’ve heard rumors that there may be a new attempt to do away with Daylight Savings Time – or to stay on it year round. That would be OK with me.