This weekend, I was made blissfully happy by the exact thing that seemed to wreak havoc and unimaginable strife on hordes of people across the country. I speak of the wonderfulness that is Daylight Savings Time.
I can already hear the groaning. Twitter was packed with harried souls, all complaining of their precious lost hour, and the difficulty in adjusting their inner clock. Dinner is too early. . . not the least bit tired at bedtime. . . super tired in the morning—there seemed to be complaints aplenty clogging every stream.
Now, granted, I am on a different schedule than most, staying up really late and waking when I’m good and ready. But still, even when I had the 8 to 5 job, I LOVED daylight savings time. For me, it is catapulting me not just one hour into the future, but straight into spring in one fell swoop. In the space of one day, I feel as though fresh, new life is on its way, with summer not far behind.
Who wouldn’t love that? More time to do things outdoors after work? Sign me up! Every year at Daylight Savings Time I feel as though I’m emerging from my cocoon, blinking into the brightness of day and filling my lungs with the fresh scent of promise.
With the changing of the clock, I can finally shake loose the hibernation of winter, the hours on the couch lit by the artificial light of lifeless bulbs or the flickering light of TV and computer screens, and the inherent slowness that seems to drape my movements all winter. The brisk spring air calls to me, the sunshine beckons mightily, and I can’t help but heed the call.
With the change, flowers seem to come from nowhere, not yet fully formed but perfectly filled with potential. The grass begins to green, and the distant hum of pontoons hitting the water flavors the air. The door to the back porch finds itself open more often than not, and the lure of the grill beckons once more.
For the first time in months, I feel like a kid again, eager to explore, to laugh, to spread my airs and spin in the sun-warmed air. Bring on the light! Bring on the side into spring and summer.
Now, go forth and wallow in the goodness, and forget the small price we must pay for the one way ticket to spring. Your inner clocks will adjust, I promise!
Are you with me? Or do you hate DLS like so many others? Am I the only one who loves this time of year?