I always looked forward to daylight savings time changes (both fall and spring) when I was growing up. Too me, it always signified that the change in seasons had arrived. And the short 1-2 weeks between each season when Mother Nature can’t quite make up her mind is always my favorite time of the year. But then the two entities that always have a tendency to ruin things mess with a good schedule attacked my precious time changes: Congress and Children.
Has anyone noticed a big impact in their energy bill since Congress decided to move Daylight savings? I’m pretty sure mine’s gone up, not to mention the fact that all the stuff in my house (sans computers, which accept updates) that used to change on their own, now not only have to be manually changed, but have to be changed AGAIN in a few weeks when they think it’s daylight savings. I know, a minor annoyance, but still… But for me, the change is not natural like it used to be, and we’re still square in the middle of winter. Oh sure, we have a few glimpses of spring here and there, and maybe a couple buds on the tree. But no longer is the time change my Knight in Shining Armour, here to save me from the doldrums of winter.
But the biggest annoyance of all is what the time change does when you have children! Good gravy! I thought this time around would be great, since technically, at least on the first day the kids should wake an hour later, right? Oh contraire, my friends. Nope, from day one they both decided to wake an hour or two earlier! All week they’ve been waking up between 5:30 and 6:00 am (which on the old time would have been 4:30 and 5:00!). And somehow, they think it’s playtime! So by the time I get Nolan back to sleep, and threaten Mylie with her life if she gets out of bed again usher Mylie back to her room two or three times, I’m wide awake. And then the lovely things sleep in until 9am or later, which is why I’m getting the chance to write about it now. Sure, children sleeping in is great – except I’m not getting to take advantage of it because #1)I’m not sleeping! and #2)I don’t want to start any major (or even minor, for that matter) projects for fear of either waking them or being stuck in the middle of it when they DO wake up. And it messes with the incredibly good nap schedule we had just come to love. Urrgh… can’t win.
So, for now I’ll just whine – curse you, Daylight Savings! and hope that venting on a blog is better than writing nasty letters to Congress about how they have so many more important things to do than mess with my precious time changes! And I’ll consider moving to Arizona… they have the right idea there.
Yep, we certainly do have the right idea here! (In more ways than one)!
I hate the entire daylight savings time also!! You are hilarious. I’m sorry to laugh at such a stressful time….but, you really are the cutest ever!! Good luck!