I was joking with some folks Saturday afternoon about what they were going to do with their extra hour yesterday. The clocks rolled back an hour for daylight savings time at 2:00 a.m. Sunday morning giving us an extra hour in our day.
It’s like a gift. How many times do you find yourself saying, “If I only hand more hours in a day.” Well, yesterday you did. Sixty whole minutes. Yes, initially those minutes came in the middle of the night; so most people say their time was used sleeping. Given that my Sunday morning routine was pretty normal, I didn’t feel the extra hour until last night when it got dark at 7:00 p.m. I was starting to get that “it’s time to settle in feeling.” I did get one chore done that has been nagging at me for months so I’ll give credit to having an extra hour in my day.
I’m not sure if daylight savings time begins or ends in the fall. If it’s ending in fall, are we getting the hour back we gave last spring or are we being given an hour on loan from next spring when we will be forced to give it back. Why doesn’t the time change get confused when during a leap year when we have an entire day added to our calendar? These and others are the questions that confound me about time. It’s like trying to grasp water.
Some fun facts about daylight savings – Some historical leaders are credited with creating daylight savings time to conserve candles and fuels for creating light during war times. In the early part of the century it was said that daylight savings time benefited the farmers as well as summer recreation such as ballgames. Today daylight savings time is used in 70 countries around the world. Most of the US participates in daylight savings time except for Hawaii and parts of Arizona.
What did you do with your extra hour yesterday?
Dost thou love life? Then do not squander time, for that’s the stuff life is made of.
My first email this morning was amazing. It was from the Franklin Covey Company informing me that my 2015 planner had been shipped!! [Please note, I will not be running down the street in Steve Martin new-telephone-book-style when it arrives, but I might just do the Snoopy dance in my foyer.] This along with the fact that I have to go to Staples today for some paper clips, ink and envelopes makes me smile. It’s like back to school day for a forty-something year old!! Of course, knowing my new planner is on its way and that it’s the end of the month moved me to examine the current state of the 2014 planner.
The fourth quarter pages were inserted with the previous months being removed. Then I ventured to review my 2014 goals pages. Not too shabby. Several items checked off while others will move forward into 2015.
This all may sound juvenile to some, but come on, we are all grown up and completely responsible for our commitments to raising a family and bringing home the funds to care for them. We must have those moments in day, week or month that just let us experience child-like excitement.
What stirs your child-like thrill? Don’t have one? Go find one, they can be located on the playgrounds or neighborhoods when the ice cream truck music wafts through the air. Or when the first snowflakes fall and the snow day announcement comes. This high level thrill can also be found when that ONE gift is opened at Christmas or birthday; the thing they never thought would arrive. Or find yourself outside a school on the last day at the last bell. You’ll see the excitement that drifts from our scheduled behavior somewhere in our mid-twenties.
Give it a listen and let me know if you don’t find yourself a little happier in your heart.
Have you noticed that people are not afraid of cars anymore? Kids and adults. When I was growing up we were taught to be afraid of being run over. So when playing in the street and a car would come around the corner, everyone would run for their lives to the side of the road while yelling, CAR!!!!
Today, driving down a neighborhood street or through a parking lot pedestrians just look up at the car coming and just keep right on sauntering along as if that huge ton of metal can do nothing about it. I want to say to them, you know if that bucket of bolts hits you, it’s going to hurt. By law pedestrians do have the right-of-way, and I’m not disputing that. It’s just this lack of urgency and respect for the machine that could squish you into the asphalt.
Just a weird thought for Tuesday.
Tell me your memories of playing in the street. What was your game of choice, baseball, hopscotch, riding bikes, skate boarding?
Every summer we go on a vacation of some kind. Some years we’ve gone with extended family and others it has just been us. We drive on our vacation taking our time, seeing and doing what we want and enjoying each other. We load the car with snacks and things to do on the drive and we take off. While there is plenty of video game playing and movie watching, we also play those tried and true games of GHOST, count the cows, “I see something you don’t see” and “I’m going on a trip and I’m taking…” alphabet memory game. Oh, and not to forget the license plate game!
Our vacation plans unfold as soon as we have our baseball and marching band camp schedules. We should have all of that this week, so where should we go?
Where are you going? Do you take “busy” active vacations or do you like to totally downshift and just escape and relax?