I had no idea that daylight savings time ended today. I mean, I saw it on my calendar, and I knew it was coming, but for some reason it just didn’t click. After living in Japan for 3 years, a country that doesn’t observe daylight savings, I guess I still haven’t adjusted to this American tradition that I never quite understood. At any rate, while most people were reseting their clocks before heading off to bed last night, I was in my own little world where daylight savings doesn’t exist.
I woke up this morning and smiled when I saw the clock read 7:15. The highlight of my weekends is the ability to sleep in without the disruption of my alarm (and yes, these days 7:15 qualifies as sleeping in). I got out of bed and went about my morning trying, as always, to make the best use of the time I have off from work. I made my Wal-Mart run wondering why it wasn’t as crowded as usual. I drove home wondering why the roads were so empty. I put away my groceries wondering why Big C wasn’t back from his sleepover yet.
It wasn’t until I turned the tv on a few hours later and saw the time on the cable box that I remembered it was the end of daylight savings time. And I was ecstatic. Finally, my wish had come true…I was just given the gift of an extra hour added to my weekend!
I’m glad I didn’t know we were gaining an hour when I woke up this morning because I probably would have wasted that hour in bed. I’m also glad I didn’t know last night because I probably would have stayed up an extra hour and drank that extra beer. Nope, that extra hour was truly a gift because it was unexpected and unplanned. And I used every second of that gift to do what I always say I’m going to do if I had an extra hour in my day: write, write, and write some more.
The best part? Because Big C was exhausted from his sleepover and because I didn’t allow Little C to take a nap, they were more than happy to go to bed at their “normal time.” Little did they know that “normal time” was actually 6:15 instead of 7:15. (Yes, I am a mean mother who tricked her kids into going to bed an hour early!) We’ll see if I’m still patting myself on the back tomorrow morning when they wake me up at 5 AM.
What did you do with your extra daylight savings hour?