Screw you, Daylight Savings. Screw you.

Edited to add: I just discovered that today is Pi Day!  I didn’t even know Pi Day existed, but the fact of its existence has made me so suddenly happy that I almost deleted this post.  Almost.  But now I feel like dancing around – PI DAY!  Please, a note of sympathy for my poor husband, as he has been listening to me rage about Daylight Savings; now he will have to celebrate Pi Day with me.  Hooray for Pi Day!

Here’s a sign of spring: yesterday I was walking the dog and saw, despite the fact that there are snowbanks everywhere and it was only 8 degrees, two men wearing shorts.  There is a special breed of Calgarian who just love to don their shorts the second the snow starts melting, which is bizarre to me but who am I to judge?  I wear shorts exactly never.  Let your freak flag fly, fellows.  Enjoy your shorts.

It’s also time for my semi-annual diatribe against Daylight Savings Time.  How I hate it.  Hate doesn’t even fully describe it; Daylight Savings Time turns me into a red-hot-rage-against-the-machine-bitch.  As you know, I’m not a violent person by nature, I’m all cheery and ahimsa, but I am telling you, people, time change makes me feel, as the beautiful and talented Allison says, all stabby. 
And don’t get me started on the amazing reasons for time change because there ARE no good reasons for time change.  Oh, it’s light late in the evening?  Fuck you.  I wake up at 4:55 a.m. and I like going to bed when it is dark.  No one needs the sun setting at 10:00 p.m.  NO ONE.  And the children, my god, won’t someone please think of the children?  We are all totally screwed up and crabby. 
Oh, but we get the hour back in the fall!  Do we?  Do we now?  Here’s what happens in the fall: the children wake up at their normal time, which is now one hour EARLIER than before, and not only is that excruciating from a psychological standpoint, but it also means that by dinnertime they are falling apart with tiredness, and can barely stay awake until bedtime, and then they are sleep deprived assholes.  In the spring, the children wake up at their normal time, which is now one hour LATER than before, so when it is bedtime they are not tired and also there is bright fucking sunshine, so they fall asleep later and are exhausted when you wake them up for school.  Then, since they are exhausted they are falling apart and crabby by dinnertime and they have turned into sleep deprived assholes.  You see?  No change.  Just a whole lot of crabby children and parents.  And, since it takes several days to fully adapt to a change in time, it is almost a week of crabbiness.  STOP THE MADNESS.
Let me tell you something, people, Saskatchewan has it right.  I know, I know, insert your smartass Rider Pride/ dog ran away/ paint drying/ pass the freaking wheat comments here, but they are leaders in this country with regards to time change.  We could all take a lesson from Saskatchewan.  And the next time someone erroneously tells me that we have Daylight Savings Time because “of the farmers” I will punch them in the face.
Whoa.  Where did all that anger come from?  This is what Daylight Savings does to a person.  Om Shanti.
On a more positive note (like I could get more negative, right?) thank you all for your kind words and comments.  I treasure all your comments and support, so thank you so much.
A happy picture to make up for my colossal bitchiness.  From the Happiest Place on Earth!  Pluto was the one and only character the kids wanted to see.  The rest, they said, were “kind of creepy”.  What can I say, I agree


  1. God yes. I hate DST with the fire of a thousand suns. I deplore waking up in darkness. I always find that just as I’m coming out of the depths of SAD for another year, that the time changes and whammo, I have to get up before the sunrise again for another month or so.

    This is actually my first experience with DST while running a dayhome. And my oldest is home from school because of a teacher inservice. Yeah, “stabby” doesn’t even begin to cover it. I’m drowning over here.

  2. Oh Nicole, you took the words right out of my mouth! Don’t forget to rant about good ole George W. Bush for changing it all up a few years back and making DST earlier. DST is annoying to begin with let alone starting it in MARCH. I’m still sitting here at 10am (which of course feels like 9am) all stupefied trying to get a grip on my day…@_@

  3. What I would like to know is WHY CAN’T WE JUST GET RID OF IT? Surely we can just get rid of it. SO WHY DON’T WE??

  4. Didn’t they move the time change by a few weeks? I’d like to know why. And how much money into studying the situation of when the time change should be moved. I don’t get it.

    Apparently Iceland doesn’t do DST either. So Saskatchewan and Iceland are islands of rational thinking in the sea of crazy time changing fools.

  5. Yeah, but just think what exctiement it adds to your life! We get to see what the world looks like a whole hour earlier, mix things up a bit! Those people from Saskatchewan (and Iceland) are wimps!

  6. You kill me.

  7. The original justification for DST was so farmers would have more daylight when working in the fields. This makes Saskatchewan’s opting out even more annoying.

    We tried to get our kids to pose w/ characters at Disneyland. They flat out refused. My eldest said it had to be the worst job in the world & he was too sad for the people in the costumes to fake a smile. SEVEN! It was a magical age!!!


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