Let’s talk, Daylight Savings Time. If we’re not going to end this business of setting our clocks forward every spring, can we at least agree to schedule it for a more convenient time?
Why must we lose an hour from the best part of any 24-hour period? Why take time away from the sleeping hours? Why cut out an hour of sleep instead of chaos?
Why must the official time change happen at 2:00 a.m. – in the middle of the night?! When the house is silent and my mind (finally) serene?
Why can’t it happen at, say, 2:00 p.m.? We could skip right past on hour of complaints about boredom, begging for more snacks, and crying about how unfair it is to be asked to clean up after oneself.
Or what about 4:00 p.m.? When the kids’ energy levels have escalated from tropical storm force to Category 5 hurricane force. I wouldn’t mind passing up an hour of swirling around helplessly in the eye of a storm.
Or, maybe, 5:00 p.m.? The hour needed to cook dinner could literally disappear, leaving me no choice but to (gladly) order in.
Or how about 6:00 p.m.? And we could blow right past the hour between dinner and bedtime – because that hour is pretty much a wasteland anyway.
Why can’t we spring forward, or rather, sprint past the hardest parts of the day? Why not cut out one of the longest and loudest hours of the day instead of one of the shortest and quietest? Every parent knows the nighttime hours already slip by too quickly without the interference of a time change.
We don’t need help passing the short nighttime hours – we need help passing the long daytime ones.
So, do me a solid, Daylight Savings Time.
You can have my sleep or my sanity. But you can’t have both.
That’s right, I’m calling for change.
Because it’s about time.