Monday morning I awoke to bright, clear blue skies with the sun risen high above the horizon. At first my stomach leaped int my throat my mind thinking that I had way overslept and would have to endure the embarrassment again of explaining to the attendance clerks why my children were late for school. I popped out of bed and began searching for the nearest digital clock–the set top box, my cell phone, perhaps my computer–in a desperate effort to discover just how late I had made my two oldest children.
And that’s when through sleepy blurred vision I read the numbers on a digital clock: 7:15 am.
Hallelujah Praise the Lord Thank You Amen! 7:15 am is the earliest I have been awake on a school day since my children began school. No one tell my husband. Although I think he has a sneaking suspicion already.
{Irrelevant Question to Ponder: Anyone know why suspicions have to sneak? Or is it sinking suspicion? Is so, then just how do suspicions sink?}
{Redundant Questions to Ponder: First, why is time change referred to as Daylight Savings Time now that nightime arrives at 5:30 pm? Where is the sunlight savings in that? By losing hours of daylight at the end of the day are we somehow saving something from it? In 2005, the United States Congress enacted the Energy Policy Act completely screwing with the dates of when most of us in the US change our clocks. Someone out there please tell me where the energy to waking up earlier than usual is because I want mine back. My own version of the Energy Policy Act would include free caffeine and a vitamin B12 shots for everyone. KayThanxBye.}
I know, I am full of perplexing inquiries.
The only good note to setting my clock back one hour is that my husband will now be using the sunlight to his advantage drawing open the curtains in the morning therefor forcing me out of bed for a have-a-good-day-at-work kiss. Oh, and the kids getting to school well on time. Which reminds me that I was lucky Monday–if Daylight Savings Time hadn’t been Sunday, then I might have really been explaining myself to the attendance clerks in the front office.
More than likely, those clerks probably would have had a sinking suspicion I was fibbing.
