I'm more than ready to "fall back" - how about you?
Probably exacerbated by my circadian biorhythms, aging and not being a morning person - I find it harder and harder to deal with the extended Daylight Savings Time hours in late fall.
The Bush administration ordered a change of the DST hours back in 2005 and in 2007, DST was assigned to start the second Sunday in March and end the first Sunday in November - November. What a concept.
We have had a contentious history about keeping time in four zones in the U.S. - the railroads did it for a long time before the zones were adopted into law in 1918 and the rule of Daylight Savings Time was floated - to not much applause. It was repealed in 1919.
Daylight Savings Time became a national standard again during World War II, but its use varied among the states after the war.
The uniform time act of 1966 standardized the start and end of DST, but ironically allowed local exemptions from those dates.
The dates were shifted for a couple of years in the mid-70s during the energy crisis and in 1986 a new law established the dates as the first Sunday in April and last Sunday in October.
Along came folks with new ideas to save energy in 2005, and the dates changed to the second Sunday in March and the first Sunday in November.
During the Reagan Administration, a critic of changing these dates - I forget who - compared it to cutting two inches off the end of a blanket and sewing it onto the other end. The blanket is still the same length, as is the amount of daylight and night the seasons give us.
I don't know how much energy is saved turning on all those lights as we prepare for work in the dark each morning before 7 a.m. and I wonder about the safety of kids out waiting for school buses in darkness too.
I know in the depths of winter we often go to and return from work in the dark, but I favor trying to avoid it as long as possible.
How about going back to standard time in the middle of October? I'm not so adamant about when we spring ahead - I'm tired for two weeks after no matter what - you still lose that hour of sleep, in my mind. Just for argument's sake, put it back to the first Sunday of April, and leave March alone.
Or maybe I should just learn to hibernate and forget the whole thing.