Apparently the groundhog has no effect on the lawmakers.... Daylight Saving Time has been bumped up by three weeks and now will now occur March 11 (last year it was April 2nd)
Damn Tree Huggers, always lobbying to make my life less comfortable... Actually, the bill passed so that we can make increased use of natural daylight and save on energy costs and emissions for the extra three weeks, when the sunlight through your window is waking you anyway... before the alarm goes off.
So come March 11 you will have to get out of bed one hour earlier, but at the same time.... always weird.
I am happy todo it for my sistah (mother earth)... but I will miss the loll around in bed, half-awake, half-asleep in the cognisent dream state. That's the best time of day... The only thing you are really conscious of is how comfy the bed is and how you have nothing to do but lie in it for a bit.
Why is it that the bed is never as comfortable at night as it is in the morning time... I guess dream-soaked sheets are full of the days promises, that cold floors quickly whisk away...
...errr....sorry, that was today's attempt at poetry... those days are few and far between, I promise
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