Which I guess is the most positive spin I can muster on the occasion of the end of Daylight Savings Time -- an event I dread each fall. Well, there's also that "extra" hour, which is good even though it's just a payback of the one we lost last April. But being a night person, I rarely get the benefit of the return of sunrise to its rightful place, and I sure do miss that added hour of daylight in the afternoon.
In 1986 (effective the following year, 1987), the beginning of DST was moved up from the last Sunday in April to the first Sunday in April. Next spring, 20 years later, it'll be moved up even further to the second Sunday in March. Obviously a function of the vast right-wing conspiracy.
Works for me. But wait. I don't have kids to go back to rousing for school in the dark in March (as if it were the first weeks of January), but I do have the occasional 7:30 am meeting and that's going to be painful. Damn!
Seriously, the first Sunday in April, when the sun is already rising at an almost decent hour, was early enough, even for me. I expect there will be some griping come spring.
But for now, it's time to FALL BACK.
Shavua tov.
