Okay. I’ll just say it. I can’t stand it when we change the time. Doesn’t matter if it’s spring or fall. I am not a fan. Do I sound a little grumpy? A little whiny? I admit it. Maybe I am…my husband says he is just going to hide.
I understand that historically there was a reason for this. We’re supposed to save energy during various seasons. It doesn’t help the way I feel.
I’m one of these people affected by the seasons. I didn’t know it had a name until a number of years back. SAD – Seasonal Affective Disorder…people who get bummed out when it’s cold and dark. I am definitely someone who needs the light and heat. I couldn’t pinpoint why I felt that way when I was growing up. Now I try to prepare for it mentally so that I am not such a grump through the coming winter.
Yeah, those who know me will say, “Don’t you live in a in a warm climate?” It’s true I don’t have a clue on how to live in truly cold environment…but that doesn’t mean I’m not affected when we set the clock. It really throws my system for a loop when there is so much darkness.
People say, “You’ll get one more hour of sleep.” Well, not really. At least not at the onset of the time change.
I have a beautiful special needs daughter who doesn’t have the same concept of time that most of us have. She was up at her usual time according to her internal clock on Sunday morning. Bright and early…or was it dark and early? Neither Al nor I were going to get additional sleep that morning. This morning she didn’t understand when Al told her to go back to sleep because it was too early. At least she didn’t give too much resistance. Maybe she thought she wasn’t going to school. Would she be surprised when she started to get ready later!
She also went to bed early tonight, once again according to her internal clock. I imagine that parents with young children are going through something similar.
At some point our daughter will adjust. We’ll start getting regular sleep again, more or less. My system will reset when the days get a little bit longer and there is more daylight. My mood will also be a bit brighter as far as the daylight is concerned.
Then it will be time for the next time change! That comes with its own challenges, but I’ll save that for another post.
Sigh. I wish there was more light outside. Oh well. It is what it is.
In the meantime Al said he would be like the groundhog. He’ll poke his head out from his hiding place a bit later just look to look around to see if I’m okay.