Yesterday I sat down to my computer and noticed the time was an hour off.
How could that be? The computer clock is always correct right down to the nano-second. Maybe in my still fuzzy-headed not-quite-awake state I was reading it wrong.
Nope, still an hour off.
So I wandered around the house and all other clocks read the right time. Hmmm.
Back to the computer where I decided I’d just change it. Silly machine. What was it thinking. Only it wouldn’t let me change anything.
Then all of the sudden a thought hit me. Could it be daylight savings time? Nah, way too early for that.
But a quick look online confirmed that yes indeed it was daylight savings time. Which confirms again my existence under a rosy-colored rock where I block out 96.7 percent of what is going on in the world at any given time.
I may have to lift the rock on occasion so I don’t do things like miss church completely when the time changes.
So as of today, hold me to it… no more hiding under my rock – at least for only 88.9 percent of the time.
Savvy Entertaining 