“Fall back, Spring forward,” someone quipped to me when teaching me how to adjust myself to Daylight Savings when I first got to Canada. I still don’t understand the point of Daylight Savings, but when the whole country’s doing it…
I have most unwillingly sprung forth today and lost myself a precious hour. There I am busy studying for my midterms this week, gazing outside the window at the random snow flurry we had, and thinking, “Hey, it feels like four o’clock.” Look at the clock: 6:05 PM. Argh, dinnertime! Begin flurry of simultaneous laundry and study and feeding of the self in hopes of regaining the two hours I thought I had. Strange, I usually have a pretty good sense of time — but no, Daylight Savings has mussed up my internal clock and it will take me a couple of days to adjust.
In the meantime, it’s multitasking to the max.
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