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It's About Time


At last, we are back on Central Standard Time.

I'm always happy when Daylight Saving time is over. I love that it is light when I get up. Yes, it gets dark earlier, but that's okay with me. My youngest son has a job that requires him to get up very early, so he has to go to bed very early. Now, he can stay up until dark!



My Grandma Gean refused to set her clock up in the summer, thinking it was a sin. So all summer, we were in a state of confusion about what time something was going to happen....was we supposed to pick her up at nine or ten? Old time or new time? She fought a losing battle, but she was diligent until the end.

It takes several weeks for me to get all the clocks changed. So if I'm early, that's why.

We may need to rethink this whole thing.

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  1. I agree! I prefer standard time; however, I have left the clock by my bed on "fast" time and got my outside work finished a lot earlier ;) It is confusing for older people; my aunt, who lives in a retirement center, went to breakfast an hour early yesterday morning, to find the kitchen dark.

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  2. I love that she thought it was a sin!!! Pap told me one time that clogging was sin-he swears he didn't but I know he did : ) I also know he was wore out and didn't feel like driving me into town : )

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