God Bless Daylight Savings Time…
Holy Mother of Poindexter… It’s 643am and I have both kids dressed, fed and ready to leave for school. Since we are 45minutes ahead of schedule I figured I would write to praise this lovely time of year when we all are gifted an hour of time. It’s a lovely little trick we play on our bodies – we wrangle time, we lasso it, stab it with a steely sword and tell time that it is our bitch. Yes. I am feeling like Protagoras was right – man is the measure of all things this morning – strutting around my kitchen all groomed and ready to face the world before the chime of 7am.
Well, I’m off to be the time bending consort of my universe.. I know for sure that, at least for the next week, I’m bound to be on time for my life. For once.
Did you know that you have the government to thank for Daylight Savings Time? It was actually first conceived by Benjamin Franklin. Not only that, Congress recently voted to change when Daylight Savings Time begins and ends. And all this time I thought it was something scientists dreamt up to keep our planet spinning and our clocks working 😉