Why? Why must we jack with the clocks twice a year? Arizona doesn't do it! Hawaii doesn't do it! Why must the rest of us line up like sheeple, toeing the line and bowing to societal pressure?
Revolt, I say!
I hate going to work in the dark. I hate coming home in the dark. I hate that I am now forced to walk on a treadmill at the gym, and I really hate that my treadmill of choice appears to be popular with at least one other gym patron who, apparently, didn't read the memo about it being "my" treadmill. Get off my treadmill, annoying woman who doesn't even use the damn television despite that being the most attractive feature on the entire damn machine! If I'm going to be stuck inside, at least give me my Hallmark Channel!
My other complaint about the Daylight Savings nonsense? The time change fuels my anxiety; I literally feel my blood pressure rising with the setting of the sun. I become irrationally overwhelmed by the need to be inside my home, with dinner on the table by 6:00, despite having given not one single fuck about that arbitrary timeline all freaking summer and fall. What the actual fuck is that all about? Hugh isn't even home before 7:00 most nights and it's not like I have young kids to feed; where is this discomfort coming from?
If you didn't just answer "Daylight Savings time", you are dead to me.
Now, if you will excuse me, I am going to bed, because, despite having "gained" that hour back, I am tired as fuck.
I bet I wouldn't be nearly this tired in Hawaii.