If you're reading this you got up this morning and you glanced at your clock. It should be an hour behind. That's what happens when we go back into Central Standard Time from Daylight Saving Time.
The Hound reset his clocks before retiring to the dog house last night and will be replacing the nine-volt batteries in the smoke/carbon monoxide alarms. The Hound will do so even though there was confusion if we should fall back last weekend, which normally occurs, or wait until we are ordered to by the Clock Police.
Arizona remains the lone hold out to fall back. Even Indiana became civilized this year. Who's your daddy?!
Fire folks recommend changing smoke alarm batteries during the time change, so be prepared to spring forward on March 9 next year, which is a change from previous years when we changed the first Sunday of April. This is all part of some congressional plot to determine if we save energy by expanding Daylight Saving Time. We'll see.
Spring Ahead...Fall Back. I wish they'd quit this nonsense. I'm always a day late and a dollar short, anyway.
"Fall back" has always carried the addendum, "Folks, we get an extra hour of sleep tonight." Bull. My internal clock has me up at 5:15 a.m. without benefit of an alarm. I now wake up, look at the clock and see that it's 4:15, not 5:15, say a very bad word and "fall back" onto the pillow only to stare, wide awake, at the ceiling for a minute or two before stumbling out into the kitchen to manually start the coffee going, and that's a bad thing because I need my coffee the moment I flip on the light and if it's not ready, WATCH OUT.
For the next couple of months, I will be grouchy and irritable and my coworkers will be cowering at their workstations wishing I'd come down with the plague. Don't tell me the days are getting shorter. They're an hour longer because I've been up since zero-dark-thirty, thanks to the Einstein who thought all this up. And the inconvenience isn't confined to the morning hours. At night, I wander throughout the house looking for something, anything to do to stay awake until it's actually 10:00 and time to go to bed, or is it 9:00 or "really" 11:00?
And the vicious circle will start again in March, when I will get up each morning later, tireder and nastier than I had planned. The only redeeming feature of the spring time change is that I can cut the grass after work without having to strap two flashlights to the mower.
To quote Remnar Soady: "I am a creature with habits." Leave me alone.
THE HOUND SEZ: Irene, are you familiar with the term "sleeping pill"? That might help your situation. Leave you alone? That's not the government way. After all, they're from the government and they're here to help you! Also, I'd lay off the coffee for a while.