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Monday, November 7, 2011

I'm not kidding

I originally wrote this three years ago and posted it on my other blog. It's still as true today as it was then. I'll keep re-posting it every year until someone does something about it.

Dear Person or Persons in charge of Daylight Saving Time,

Yes I know the time change was a few days ago so this may seem a little late. You see, it took a few days to put my thoughts down into writing because I've been wandering around my house trying to figure out WHAT BLOODY TIME IT IS.

It seems some of my clocks are smarter than me and change on their own. Some, my husband changed on Sunday. And others still display the "old" time. My problem is, I can't figure out which is which.

So, onto my issue with you. I hate the very concept of DST. It is, quite simply, a load of crap. I don't care that on some farm, in a far away land it makes the cows happy, or whatever bull you're touting, but it screws with my life and it must stop. And I don't appreciate the propaganda the news is spewing by telling me, "you gain and EXTRA hour!" That is pure crap to the highest degree.

We're onto you, yes we are. Who are we? We are the parents of children who cannot tell time, and ergo do not give a flip about your stinking time change. We are the parents of children who are now waking up a FULL HOUR EARLIER than normal now, because of a reason that no longer exists. My daughter has decided to add an extra half hour to that, because that's how she rolls.

An hour may not seem like a lot to you, but when your days are filled with house-cleaning, meal-preparing, blood-sugar-checking, insulin-shot-giving, carb-counting, child-rearing, errand-running, diaper-changing, laundry-washing and nose and/or butt-wiping; and you do it all while suffering from the 500th consecutive bad hair day, AND quite certain you have poop smeared somewhere on your person (because why else is THAT SMELL following you around the house like the dog when she's hungry), well then, I would say an hour is HUGE.

So I am urging you, PLEASE, for the love of all that is holy... do away with DST. Or I shall be forced to hunt you down, find out where you live and start banging away on your bedroom window an hour before you usually get up. I will also knee you in the groin for the extra half hour. Because that is how I roll.

8 comments:

  1. Bwahahaha! Remind me to never piss you off. I can completely understand your issue with DLS but don't feel it myself. I grew up in Southern CA when it was so cool to be outside playing in the summertime at 9PM and it was just getting dark. Now that I'm an adult, I live in Arizona where we don't do DLS. You heard me....we just don't do it! AZ is a bit rebellious, maybe not always in the best ways but we rock on this one!

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  2. LOL!!! one of my all time favorite posts of yours!!

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  3. Love, Love, Love this! Can't say that enough! The whole time change thing is incredibly painful to me for so many reasons! Seriously thinking of moving to AZ just to avoid the whole thing....well maybe not really, but it sure is tempting :)

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  4. Come live in AZ!!!!!!!!! We are the only hold outs... we dont change time! :) That and we would LOVE having you here! :)

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  5. Sooo funny! Ally just asked me this morning why in the world the time changes. I told her there is no good reason except to torture mommies and daddies.

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  6. DST has been screwing with us too and I hate it!

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  7. "...on some farm, in a far away land it makes the cows happy..." HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! this post rocks!

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  8. Ha ha! I can totally relate to this now that I have an 8 month old. It surely did suck getting up an hour and a half earlier...because that's how Patrick rolls too! :)

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