There are lots of political initiatives I should be doing something about. And frankly, if I thought many of them had a chance of going anywhere here in the land of Huge Disconnect, where we can’t discern an Arabic totalitarian socialist state from their religious fundamentalist enemies (sound of head banging on wall) why, I’m ready.
But rolling back this boneheaded daylight savings bump from April up to early March has jumped high on my list.
It was just getting to be daylight when I started preparing for work at 6 AM.
It was just getting back to what life should be.
Morning was just getting good again. A small bit of nice was restored.
I could make coffee, let the dogs out, and generally bumble around perfectly fine in the growing dawn light without having to wander from room to room turning on lights as I stumbled over the dogs’ chew toys — what energy savings is this?
Flipping lights on and off in the morning blear is a good thing?
I’m even turning on lights I don’t normally turn on because I’ve just tripped over the toys into the coffeetable and I’m wandering from medicine cabinet to medicine cabinet looking for the right sized band-aids, and this is about energy savings?
I’m so discombobulated I’m probably leaving lights on all day.
There are many forms of salvation I’m leery of, and this is now one of them. I want my daylight time unsaved, thank you.
Stop the madness!