It is almost 7:00 P.M. here in Chicago and it’s just beginning to get dark outside. Woo hoo! I know a lot of people are bothered by the change in the Daylight Savings Time rules, but living on the eastern edge of a time zone is such a drag! It hasn’t been light outside at 7:00 P.M. since October, maybe September.
Being on the eastern edge of a time zone means early sunrises and early sunsets. Being a nightowl means despising early sunrises and early sunsets. Being in Chicago means suffering through it. In the dead of winter the natural light is a distant memory by 5:00 in the afternoon. In the height of summer, it’s sufficiently dark for kids to play Ghost in the Graveyard at 8:30. Years ago a friend asked me where I’d live in the U.S. if I could move anywhere. I said I didn’t know because I hadn’t seen enough of the States to decide, but I would like to live on the western edge of a time zone.
So yes, setting the clocks last night was a hassle, but I’ll take the extra sunlight at the end of the day anytime! And kudos to all the people that spent time and money making sure the 3-week early switch went smoothly on all the computers around the world.
But one thing…as a long as the government forced this change, why didn’t they switch the shift from early Sunday morning to early Saturday morning…then we’d have two weekend mornings to adjust, not one.