The End of Saving Daylight

Daylight Savings Time has ended in the US. I am one of many people who are glad to see it end. I don't generally like the time changes. It seems a bother to disrupt a whole nation on an unproven theory there is an advantageous energy consumption benefit. In a society that is far from it's dawn to dusk workday routine, it becomes a matter of when you turn the lights on. You can turn them on in the morning before you go to work, or you can turn them on in the evening. It doesn't seem to make that much of a difference.

Even though I'm not a fan of the time swap scheme, I was looking forward to this one. Since I have moved here five months ago, I have been unable to regulate my inner clock to wake at a decent hour. After spending decades waking in the pre-dawn hours to drive an hour to work, my inner clock now seems to want to stay up all night and wake in the afternoon. This morning, by whatever magic that occurs to change the clocks, I was up at 7:00 am. I can't even begin to explain it. I only hope that it holds.

I have learned that time change began in the US in 1966. I didn't know that. I was 9 years old and I must really have not been paying attention. I certainly don't remember not having the changes. Thirty states have voted to leave the system. Washington is one of them. But I understand that to make it applicable, congress has to okay it. They are a bit busy right now running the clown show out of town. The thought that this may be the last time I have to worry about changing the clocks unnaturally is intriguing. Still, I  never really thought that I'd be able to walk into a retail establishment and buy pot either. Things change. Sometimes for better.