The Monday after the Time Change


Can we please stop messing with the clocks?! Electricity has been discovered and harnessed, the light bulb has been invented, and there is no need to keep changing what time it is.

My alarm clock went off at 7:30 today, and I was so proud of myself for getting out of bed immediately. After drinking my first cup of coffee, it hit me that I had not changed the bedroom clock and it was really 8:30. Ugh. I began to drink faster, as Bailey needed to have his morning stroll and as John Wayne said, “Daylight’s burning.”

It feels more Monday than most when the clock change has messed up our internal rhythms once again. Bailey’s stomach is still one hour behind. Try explaining to him, that it’s not dinner time.


Go ahead. Explain it to him. I’ll wait.

Today’s tasks include changing the bedroom clock, and the fun-time car clock. I have to get the owner’s manual out of the glove compartment (we need to rename that, don’t we.) No one puts gloves in there. Maybe “miscellaneous papers” compartment would be better.Β  Anyway, the car clock is usually a pain to change.

I wish we could just pick a time and stay with it.


6 thoughts on “The Monday after the Time Change

  1. Right there with ya. Sometimes I wish we lived in one of the towns that didn’t change with DST. We had traveled to Eastern time zone on Friday from Central. So this morning we were dealing with a 2 hour difference instead of 1. 😩 It was raining and cold so I really REALLY didn’t want to get out of my warm bed. 😴
    It’s hard when you have animals 🐢on a schedule. They don’t care what time your clock says…they just know what their tummy says. πŸ˜‰
    Glad Bailey is doing well! Have a good day! 😊


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