Homemaking Thursday
My daily routine calls for my alarm clock to go off at 6am.
But this past weekend we ended daylight savings time and "fell back"
1 hour. A friend needed a ride to the airport very early Monday morning. There
were four adults (myself included) who were available to give him a ride.
Everyone balked at taking him to the airport at 5:30 in the morning. But I of
course, saw the truth.
"Of course I'll take you. You want to be at the airport
by 6am? I'll pick you up at 5:30."
Everyone's mouths dropped open in astonishment. They wanted
to know why I was volunteering to get up at butt-crack dawn. I waved them away
and said it was no trouble. Because it wasn't.
Have you figured it out yet?
My alarm goes off every weekday morning at 6am. The very
first Monday after the time change I needed my alarm to go off at 5am in order
to take my friend to the airport. My body noticed no difference because it had
yet to adjust to the time change. The best part? I get "credit" for
getting up early and I get to mock my friends for not being willing to
sacrifice a bit of sleep for a friend. I love a win-win.
I'd also like to put in my 2 cents about daylight savings
time. Just get rid of it. It's silly.
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