Daylight Robbery

OK, that might be a somewhat inaccurate title, since I’m referring to Daylight Saving Time. Ah, good ol’ DST, which is actually meant to give us more daylight, or technically more evening-light, until autumn at least. I do like evenings when the sun sets later and it’s always nicer leaving work while it’s still light (doesn’t feel depressingly like the evening is over, as it does in winter), but I always resent that hour the powers that be take away from March and shove in October. I don’t know why. I mean, it’s not as if I really lose an hour of my life, and goodness knows I’ve wasted enough hours myself doing random, pointless activities, but the clocks always seem to go forward when I could really do with that extra time. I had so much to do today and I’ve had two nights running without quite enough sleep, so knowing a had one hour less of it seemed to make me grumpy as soon as I woke.

The joke is, for all my protest, I know I would most likely have wasted that hour anyway. A perfect example being the hours I’ve spent today trying to fix some stuff on my computer, burn some files to disc and download a few things, all for the purpose of trying to get my PC to work more quickly and efficiently. I ignored all the other more important things I had to do around the house, thinking it would only take a little while, but before I knew it the day was gone and I seem to have created more problems than I have solved. Another case in point is me writing this blog as it approaches midnight, when I’m seriously lacking sleep and have to get up for work in the morning.

Hmm. I guess this irritation of mine has nothing to do with DST. I think I just like having something else to blame for my own time-inefficiency and disorganisation. On the plus side, British Summer Time has officially ‘begun’. Hahaha. That’s a joke that never gets old.