Saturday night, before going to bed, it was time to change the clocks back to standard time. You know, “Spring forward, Fall back.” We turn the clocks back one hour before falling asleep so that when we wake up on Sunday, we will have all day to adjust and be super productive on Monday. I never do it.
I take keen joy in looking at every clock in my house and saying, “No, no. You are just plain wrong. It’s not 11:00 a.m. Uuh uuh (how do you write that negative sound? Na-nh? Huh-unh?) To me, it is a luxurious joy to have an extra hour and to be surprised by it throughout the day. Love it! 😉