Yeah, yeah, you can all laugh at me.
See, last night before I went to bed, I figured I’d change my clocks - after all, with the time change and having to work today, I needed to know the time when I woke up. It wouldn’t do to screw up, right?
So, I went to sleep, confident in my clock-changing abilities.
Yeah. I woke up this morning, and looked at the clock. 7:00. That’s not so bad - I don’t have to work until 1, so I’ve got six hours to do what needs to be done. I get up, make coffee and settle down in front of the laptop to focus on my waking up. I look at the time on the clock (it adjusts when I turn it on without warning me - this must be an XP feature, since the other systems I’ve had always told you to check the time). 5:07.
Now, surely that’s not right. Something must be wrong…after all, “Spring Forward, Fall Back”…D’oh!
I fell forward last night. Not only was I up at 5, I was absolutely positive that it was 7. I should have just crawled back into bed for another hour or so, but I stayed up. Now I feel like I need a nap, and I still have to work 1-9 today.
I’ve done that. Couldn’t figure out why I was two hours off when I had indeed done the “spring forward, fall back”. Finally figured out that in my stupid head I thought it was spring, when it was actually fall.
As I watched the steady stream of cars roll up at 10am this morning and turn away (we open at 11), I realized that our store should have opened an hour earlier this morning to accomodate the 15% of the population that didn’t get the clock change right.
I agree with the radio-controlled clock idea. I completely forgot about DST last night. But when I woke up, the more intelligent of my appliances had remembered. It was quite startling to see that my weatherstation had gone ahead and adjusted itself. Even more startling to see that it’s now reporting that sunset is 4:37, alas.