If Facebook is any indication, people have strong feelings about the end of daylight savings time. My mother hates everything about it. As early as August, she was already telling me how she was dreading the long dark nights of winter. She seems to be in the majority, if at the extreme end.
On the other hand, I am neutral on the topic. For most of the year, it’s already dark when I go home. So I don’t spend a lot of time thinking about it.
However, there is one thing I love about this weekend in the fall: the gaining of an hour. I think of it as a ‘reset.’
I don’t change my clock the night before. I wait until morning, so it actually seems that I’ve gained an hour. And that ‘early start’ motivates me to get things done. Today, for example, I had already written my bills, washed my hair, ironed clothes, and found last year’s winter gloves before my usual ‘get-out-of-bed’ time. And the momentum continued throughout the day.
Now you may hate the end of Daylight Savings Time. Or you simply missed this chance to reset. But here’s the thing: there is always another chance. For example, today is Flag Day in Panama.
Ready, set, reset!