Tonight, at least where I live, we turn the clocks back an hour. Some folks think of it as gaining an hour of time. Others, like me, don’t see it as a gain or a loss. It’s just a shift. In Spring, these same people mourn the loss of an hour of their precious time. Again, to me, it’s just a shift.
But I didn’t always feel this way. In my days of working 12-hour night shift as an ICU nurse, working when the clocks fell back meant that you worked 1 hour more — therefore losing that hour of precious time that the rest of the world was saying they’d gained. And if that night fell on a full moon, the extra hour felt more like five.
Thankfully, I don’t have to worry about that anymore. I simply have to change the time on all the clocks and, if I really have it together, the batteries in all of my smoke detectors. That should take about 15 minutes, leaving me with 45 extra minutes to do whatever I want. *Yawn*
What will/did you do with your extra hour?