Wait for a few months and your body will re- adjust.
I’ve a dear pal who retired after 20+ years shooting “Good Morning America”. Up at 3am, 5am call.
Took him a few months at the most to return to normal circadian rhythm.
It’s a flat circle that flows like a river to the sea.
Yeah, maybe. I kinda like the early morning hours though. Decades ago I worked third shift. It was weird, but had some odd benifits, like you shop when everyone else is working.
And then my wife deceided to do Ironman races, so she was up at 3am training before work. So I got up too.
I’m now thrilled it I can ‘sleep in’ until 5am.
I wear a GPS watch every day, and I have a dress watch for special occasions. And I do run around the house when we go on/off DST or have a power failure resetting the various clocks that don’t reset themselves. And I’m nearly always on time, and by on time I mean 10 minutes early.
Me too. When we were still working (in different towns) my wife and I would often meet for dinner. We would sometimes see each other pulling into the restaurant parking lot at the same time.
She might be 10 minutes away, and I 20, but it was alomost errie how on time we where. But we both appricieated it.
I hate being in a quiet room with a ticking clock. To some, the constant ‘tick-tick-tick’ sound might be relaxing or meditative, but to me it’s just a grim reminder that my life is inexorably ticking away 
My approach to time is to be precise and punctual. All of my clocks, including my Keurig, are set exactly the same. I get up at exactly the same time every work day. Though I accept the fact that tardiness can happen occasionally because of life’s circumstances, chronic tardiness is a form of sloth that I abhor.
I will second this. My doctor’s office is always saying this. “Your appointment is at 8:45. Please arrive 15 minutes early.”
So my appointment is at 8:30. Just say that.
I regularly tried to kill him, but in the end I know he is going to get me. Though fella. I suspect @Chronos knows him pretty well.
I tend to regard habitual tardiness/unpunctuality and general disregard for other people’s time as being a sort of moral failing.
He used to be on my side, but not anymore.
I’ve got a clock in every room and a watch always on. I would like to be relaxed about time but have always found, with trips to the restroom, traffic and seeking out supplies, that tasks and events can easily take 4x as long so I plan on that.
Never subscribed, my family took Newsweek.
There were a couple of nice lines in one of the Star Trek movies. From memory:
Villain: Time is a fire in which we burn.
Picard: Time is a companion who walks by our side.
My wife has a habit (inherited from her mother, I think who was similar). If we have to be at at some appointment at, say, 4, she thinks we need to set off in the car at 4. No matter how far away it is.
Speaking of Star Trek, Spock was very timey-wimey.
Kinda did lots of time travel and lived a long ‘time’.
'Spock, “History will not provide an answer your query, Doctor. Instead you should be asking me, “How is it I remember tomorrow?”
I’m retired. I don’t have a watch. I barely have a calendar!
A bit of hyperbole, but true in spirit. I make it to doctors appointments on time but everything else is “whatever”
My husband: We need to leave at 4pm.
Also my husband, at 4pm : runs into the bathroom for twenty minutes.
Spouse, if you know you have to leave at 4pm, why do you not go to the bathroom at 3:40pm?
fair to say: he gives a shit about your appointments
I’m a big clock watcher, and I hate being late. I was taking my dog to daycare before work and there were some streets blocked off. To make things worse, some cops who were supposed to be directing traffic were standing around talking while traffic backed up. I am married to someone who tells herself we need to leave at 2 if we really need to leave at 2:30. She will then do everything but get ready to leave. She says that someone in her family lineage must have arrived late for something and arrived to find out everyone who arrived on time had been killed.
I can’t wear a watch - they speed up then eventually die on me. I’ve used pocket watches, which work okay, and I’ve glued felt to the back of a wristwatch, which was an okay work-around. But I just don’t bother. I have a good sense of time. I can be out and about doing mindless stuff, like shopping at the mall, and still know the time within about 10 minutes. I have my phone and computer. Clock in the car. I’m rarely late.
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