The bane of my existence.
You wouldn't think an hour would make a big difference, but for me it does. It always has. And now that I have children who I am trying to get to be 'normal' sleepers/eaters/whatever-else-ers, it's an even bigger deal. See, babies don't go by clocks. They have internal clocks. They don't know to adjust an hour for crying out loud! So they are pretty much going to go to sleep at their regular time and wake up at their regular time. The thought of going to bed and waking up an hour later than we already do literally makes me want to throw up. And I do not know how to break this cycle. I just don't have the energy. Sleep is so precious that losing that hour is just....oh I just dread it.
Now, I know that if daylight savings is the worst thing to ever happen to me, my life would therefore be perfect and I would never have a reason to complain again.
But I hate it and see no point to it so I decided to mention my feelings on the subject. Agree or disagree?
I'm going nuts....and bolts!
6 years ago