daylight savings time always screws with me. this year was worse than others. when i woke up this morning, the clock said 10 o’clock. so much for that extra hour.

i was amazed because i had cashed in around midnight. i didn’t think i’d sleep that long. but i shrugged it off, because it’s sunday and i didn’t have gobs of stuff i needed to get done.

so i set about my day, puttering about the house, gathering laundry to drag to the ‘rents for washing, putting away some shit– you know, average sunday morning stuff.

then i decided to check my e-mail. i fired up ol’ oberon and the clock said 8:30. what? it’s not that early. so then i went to check my cellphone, figuring that would have the right time.

it was 8:30!

seems when i went to bed last night i set the clock an hour ahead, instead of an hour back.

all day today, i haven’t been able to trust a single clock. i kept turning to sister #4 and saying, “is that really what time it is?”

thankfully, she did not kill me for being so annoying– even though i did deserve it.