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Who exactly is behind daylight savings time anyway?

Mama Boucher

Have you ever seen the movie The Waterboy?  Do you remember Booby Boucher’s Mama saying everything was “the devil”?  Football is the devil (actually she said foosball, but you know what she meant), school is the devil, even Ben Franklin was the devil according to her.  Well, at the risk of sounding like Mrs. Boucher, I think daylight savings time might be the devil.  Let me make my case here, and let’s see if you agree.

For starters, the time change happens at 2:00 in the morning on Saturday night.  It comes like a thief in the night and robs us of one hour of precious sleep.  So, when 8:00 comes on Sunday morning and it’s time to get out of bed and start getting ready to go to Mass, I notice that I am completely exhausted. Why, you might ask?  Because it’s actually 7:00 and instead of sleeping in a little, I actually only got to sleep an hour longer than on a normal workday.  The week is already off to a bad start.

Next, we go to 10:00 Mass.  Upon pulling in the parking lot I notice that there seem to be quite a few less cars than normal.  ”Maybe we’re just a bit early”, I think to myself.  After all, I can’t even tell what time it is, the clock in the car is still off by an hour and it’s really disrupting my internal clock.  We enter the church, take our usual seats – left side, middle, on the aisle, and wait for Mass to start.  Next thing I know the woman from the choir asks us to stand, the Mass is starting.  Emily and I are still the only ones in our pew, and there’s no one in the pew in front of us, and no one in the pew behind us.  Now, at our church, the 10:00 mass is usually the crowded one, but today it seems pretty empty.  My suspicions are confirmed when they call the children forward for the “Liturgy of the Word for Children” and the line of kids doesn’t even make it to our row.  On a regular Sunday the kids are lined up down the entire aisle, all the way to the back of the church, but not today.  Score one for the devil.

Then, Sunday night is all screwed up.  I’m sitting around watching TV, thinking I have all the time in the world to do the little bit of stuff I have to do in order to get ready for the week, then I glance at the clock.  It’s 7:30!  How can that be, it’s still light outside?  Oh yeah, that stupid time change.  Score another one for the devil.

Next, I’ve been completely exhausted all week.  I haven’t posted on this blog since Sunday, which I did late at night because I had no idea what time it was.  I fell asleep at 8:30 last night, meaning I got nothing done, again.  Despite the extra sleep, I was still tired all day at work today.  So tired, in fact, that what did I do when I got home?  I took a nap.  What a worthless slug I am, and all because of one lost hour on Saturday night.  Another one for the devil.

Now, don’t get me wrong, I love having the extra hour of daylight in the evening.  I love playing golf and nothing’s better than those summer nights when you can play until 9:30 and still see the ball.  But, as we all know, not everything that we enjoy is good for us.  Sometimes things that seem like fun can actually be harmful for us.  Things like, well, pretty much everything I used to do for “fun”, for instance.  In fact, in my college days, my favorite day of the year used to be the Saturday when daylight savings time ended.  Not because I wanted to lose the hour of daylight, but because the bars were open an extra hour.  ”My favorite day of the year” I used to call it.  A big score for the devil.

Well, that completes my case.  I am convinced that the devil is behind this whole “time change” nonsense.  Now, I just have to come up with a way to beat him.  Maybe next year I’ll just start six weeks early and slowly adjust my internal clock by ten minutes per week.  You know, kind of ease into it.  Of course, I would be late for everything during that six week period, and that would be just another win for the evil one.  Oh well, I’ve got until the next time change in November to figure something out.  Any ideas?

Category: Everyday Life

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