According to the dictionary the definitions of standard are: normal, accepted, definitive, and official to name a few. I bring this up because this Saturday, March 10th is the beginning of Daylight Savings Time… or in my own definition…fake time :) Hang in here with me as I try to explain.
I’m one of those rare people who like it when it gets dark early. I like long evenings when you can be cozy and comfy… not that you can’t do that when it’s light out but it seems somehow more cozy when it’s dark. I know there are some others out there that agree with me but somehow when we mention this preference we get looks of disbelief. I’m not saying that I don’t enjoy an evening stroll, I’m not totally a hermit… I have been known to actually be outside after supper and enjoyed it.
But… and here is where I usually lose people with my explanation of ‘real’ time versus ‘fake’ time.
OK… in my head it goes this way… when you were born determines what YOUR real time is.
I was born in February so my ‘real’ time is Standard Time.
My daughter Patty was born in June so her ‘real’ time is Daylight Savings Time.
Daughter Deb was born in November, her ‘real’ time, Standard Time.
WAIT, not so fast, they changed the time change from the end of Oct to early November and so her ‘real’ time should, or could be, Daylight Savings Time – but it isn’t BECAUSE she was born before the change so she’ll always be time-wise, a Standard Time person. Talk about messing up body clocks.
Totally confused! Me too but I needed to get this whole silly thing off my brain. So, don’t forget to turn your clocks ahead this coming Sunday at 2 a.m. — and why is it 2 a.m. why not midnight ! Anyone know? I’ve got a headache now and I’m sure you do too.
As for me, I’m always…
(I know there are very good reasons for the time changes, I’m just indulging my sense of silliness with this timely post :)
- by Joan -