I hate the time change. HATE IT. Yes, I understand that the extra hour of daylight is nice and all of that, but I HATE the “spring forward” time change. By the time I finally adjust, it’s time to fall back. Why do we do this? It makes no sense, pick a time and stay with it.
Whoever made this time change thing a rule did not/does not have kids. I am dreading the next week filled with the kids’ observations that “last week we would have been eating lunch at 12 o’ clock instead of 1 o’ clock.” Really, just kill me now.
In other news, Mike, after the boys’ Scout troop’s first annual mulch sale learned the hard way that he is no longer 25. He did something to his back and is fully out of business for the next few days, at least. Send muscle relaxants.
Okay, I’m off to bed and begrudging all you early risers your extra hour of daylight.