All the reminders about the time change this weekend have been accompanied by some reference to an extra hour of sleep. Bah! Sleeping in. If you don’t have kids, maybe. It’s just before nine o’clock on a Sunday morning, and we’ve already been up for more than four hours. We’ve watched a video, played a rousing round of Candyland, had breakfast and a snack. I’ve read the entire Sunday paper while the kids played video games, and had two cups of coffee. Four hours later, and I’m still bitter about dragging myself resentfully from my warm and cozy flannel sheets at 4:43 this morning. The day stretches out like an endless desert horizon before us with no relief in sight; it’s not even 9 am and we’re already bored and sick of each other and climbing the walls.<\/p>\n
Time changes? Suck.<\/p>\n
It’s my fault that they’re early risers, I know. I get up for work every day just before 6 am, and I’m hardwired for early mornings now. (I’ve said, only half-joking, that my brain power and energy levels peak sometime around 10:30 in the morning, and it’s just a long, slow slide to bedtime from there.) It’s been years since I’ve slept as late as 8 am, and even if I did, I’d feel like I’d wasted half the day. But even for an inveterate morning person like me, wake-up times that start with a four are inhumane.<\/p>\n
I know, I know, someday they’ll be teenagers and will sleep through the morning straight on into afternoon and I’ll be complaining because I can’t get them out of bed. And nobody has ever actually expired from sleep deprivation, right? Right?<\/p>\n
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