AN HOUR GAINED OR LOST -- by Steve Nadis
In about half an hour, we--as dutiful citizens--are supposed to turn our clocks back one hour. (While you're at it, why not replace the batteries on your smoke detectors?) This time around, we gain an hour. It's often described as some great gift, but to me it's almost a burden. Because unless you're doing something really memorable, this great gift that only comes around once a year is going to waste. You're not supposed to spend it catching up on your work and on your blog, as I did. You're supposed to do something special, something really grand. But I couldn't think of anything special to do, and have never thought of anything "really grand," so here I am wasting my time and yours complaining about that extra hour, granted by the powers that be, which was, once again, put to no good use.
But an hour goes by pretty quick, and before we know it, it will all be over. We'll just pick up our dreary lives, or spectacular lives, at the moment we left off, carrying on as if it never happened.
