Tomorrow is the end of Daylight Savings Time (DST) ...YAY!!!! Those of us, who are at the mercy of it, should all rejoice as its reign of terror comes to an end. Okay maybe not an end, but a six month respite. It’s sad, but that one hour throws me off for six whole months, I mourn its loss and sinking into this dark depression. I miss that hour like a lost friend.
So, imagine the joy I will feel tomorrow when my hour has returned and all is right with the world once again, reunited at last like a lover who has been absent. Sometimes I just want to move to Arizona or Hawaii, neither of which observe Daylight Savings Time.
Anyone else suffer from DST depression? Is it just me or does it all seem like a bunch of government sanctioned BS? Would you move to avoid it?