I have a really pretty clock on the wall. I guess you’d call it a “Grand MOTHER clock” since it’s only about 2 feet tall and mounts on the wall rather than taking up a whole corner of floor space. We got it for a wedding gift ten years ago. I’m supposing my cheap ass friends got it for a steal since the pendulum has never swung properly.
Even though I love this clock in theory, it is a huge pain in the butt to remove so I hate the DST time change.
Like I needed a reason to hate the time change.
Before kids I thought DST was stupid, but it was pretty much off my radar. However, changing our clocks with the Princess’ schedule is a nightmare. I will go to bed tonight at a somewhat normal time and smile about getting an extra hour of sleep. As if. Tomorrow, the Princess will wake at her normal time bouncing off the walls and I will want to cry. I already want to cry just thinking about it.
Last October I took the clock down and set the time back. It took me nearly an hour to rehang the damn thing so I didn’t bother changing it back in the spring. Whenever I look at the clock, I just do the math and subtract an hour and it’s not that big of a deal. As for the chime, I guess I’ve just been tuning out the wrong number of chimes since I knew subconsciously that it was wrong. For six whole months, I’ve been anxiously awaiting this day when my clock will finally be correct again.
Except that it’s still wouldn’t be correct. Unfortunately, the clock started running a bit slow a month ago so that it was wrong by an hour and 16 minutes.
So.
After I put the Princess to bed tonight, I took the clock off the wall and changed the batteries and reset the time. I also got all super-domestic and cleaned it so that now it looks incredible. No dust. No fingerprints. Just beautiful. And accurate.
I managed to get it rehung in only 20 minutes which I felt was a real coup. I plopped myself on the couch with a book at a little after 9 p.m. At 9:30, I noticed one satisfying little “ding” and smiled. As 10 p.m. neared, I grinned smugly at my nice, clean clock sporting the correct time.
And then it chimed. Twice.
I am no longer smiling. Or smug.
psychodynamom 
Poop.
It LOOKS really good, though!
That’s half the battle, right?
Do you have gun permit?
I’m in SC. Of COURSE I have a gun permit 🙂
that whole “extra hour of sleep” never really seems to work out does it. 😉
No it does not!
DTS means my kids now get up at 7 instead of 8. Obviously, people without children invented this.
It’s dumb. I don’t get it now that 99.99% of the US has electricity.
I’m not a fan of DST either. The clock that kicks my butt is the one in my car. I used to leave it as well until my dentist sent me appointment reminder cards that said- Pete don’t forget you car clock is an hour behind. Thank goodness for AAA
LOL. My car is easy to change thank Heaven!
in these shorter days, it seems to me that the clock should change an hour in the other direction. it was already getting dark too early. to turn it back an hour is just perverse.
Now, there’s a thought!
Oh my, that made me laugh. If you find your gun, make sure to use it only on the clock.
My kids and my extra kids and I are total zombies this week. You’re right about daylight savings time being a minor inconvenience before motherhood. Do they not know the EFFORT that goes into getting kids on a schedule?!?!? Does anyone actually get to sleep for that extra hour? Sigh.
Thanks for the chuckles. Do let us know if you get that gun 😉
AWESOME POST!!!
GREAT TITLE!
Question #1 Al Gore
Question #2 Tipper has it.