And that probably puts me in synch with everybody else in the country.
Except I live in a wonderful magical place where I don’t normally have to deal with it. The only confusing bits, normally, are relearning when my favorite radio shows start while I’m in the Jeep.
Except this morning DST reached alllll the way down to the Secret Lair. I woke up feeling refreshed and ready to get vertical. Torso Boy agreed that an immediate visit to water a tree would be a fine thing. I looked at the (electrical, non-connected) clock on the wall, and it told me the time was 4:30 am. Not too obscenely early, so off we go.
Then, approximately half an hour later, I happened to look at my weather panel…
Turns out that no, the dumb clocks were right and the smart clock is stupid. I just had it set to a time zone that used to agree what time it is and now suddenly it doesn’t. Re-setting it only took a minute, and that’s as badly as DST interfered with my life or is likely to. But I do remember hating it for decades – especially since it used to take all the sunlight out of my post-workday life for the whole winter.
Really don’t know how you guys put up with it.