The last few weeks have been quite hectic. From interviewing one weekend, packing my life up the next, moving the following weekend after that, to starting a new job and new life that Monday, I haven’t had much of a chance to sit back and relax. Therefore I must admit that when I realized this past Sunday was daylight savings time and I was going to lose an hour of sleep I was anything but happy.
I never really understood the point of daylight savings. I mean I knew I liked when it rolled around in the fall and I had an extra hour of sleep or extra hour to stay out. Ya know what ever I wanted to use the silly hour for. It makes total sense that I wouldn’t get to just add up a bunch of hours gained my whole life. After all it has to balance out. But why add and subtract hours anyway?!
Last night I hopped off my train at the Hicksville station at about quarter to 7 and what do ya know… It was still light out. First time that’s happened since I started my new job. It oddly enough made me feel energized. I didn’t even nap on the ride home!
To top it off, it was dark when I got in my car this morning, but as I was standing on the platform… Freezing my tush off today by the way… The funniest thing happened. The sun came up.
A week ago I was starting and ending my day under the cover of dark skies. This week I can see the light! (I know so cheesy right?!)
Now that I’ve made a short story into a not so short story, my point is, I have found new appreciation for Daylight Savings. Maybe balancing it out isn’t so bad after all.