Monday, March 9, 2009

Loosing Time


I've lost many things over the years. Case in point: my keys during my college years (my mother accidentally put them in her purse), a gold hoop earring (still looking), and a sneaker (which fell out of my book bag in 11th grade). Some may even argue I've lost my mind (the jury is still out).


But the one thing I've lost that I can never get use to is time. No matter how it is explained to me, somehow the pushing and pulling of minutes from one season to another still remains trivial.


We try to teach our children to be honest kids. "Don't take things that belong to others." Yet another year has gone by and I've been robbed. I'm downright peowed!


I've tried locking my doors and windows. I even invested in a dog (although somewhat docile). All to no avail. I still wake up the next morning late for everything. My hour is gone.


Last Friday the NBC Nightly News thought it would be educational if they informed people that heart attack rates actually go up 5% the month we lose an hour. Duh? I guess they thought they could make up for that scary stat by pointing out heart attack rates go down 5% when we add that hour in the Fall. Well thank you Brian Williams for that false sense of security I've been carrying around for the last 34 years.

I get that it's only an hour, but assuming that most of the people who read this blog are Mom's, let us ponder what we really accomplish in an hour on any given day. Hold on to your hats Daddies. You may not see my super cape, but you better believe I have one.

In an hour I can run two loads of laundry and have one half dry. I can scrub 3 bathrooms and vacuum 2 floors. I can feed 2 children, run 1 to school, and pick up a Dunkin Doughnuts Coffee before returning home. I can write a post on my blog while simultaneously loading a dishwasher and reading the front page of today's newspaper. And the list goes on.

But those things won't get done today. You know why? Because someone stole my hour. Gone, done, adios, over. There's no S.O.S., no sniffing hound dogs, no search parties. It's like the child who decides to hide in the hamper during hide and seek. You'll never find her no matter how hard you look. You know why? Because it's the best darn hiding place. Some things just aren't made to be found......like, that hour.

FOOTNOTE: (No children were harmed while writing this blog. The child in the hamper was actually me at 8 years old. I wasn't found during that game. In fact my friends began another game before I came crawling out of that way too cool hiding spot. Some people are just totally unaffected by change; while others just hide in hampers).

6 comments:

Jennifer said...

Yes! Yes! Yes! I want my hour back too!

Gee, I can do a lot in a hour, but I don't think I've ever done as much as you have. You ARE Super Woman!!!

Kathy B! said...

I think your cape just whacked me in the eye!! Give me a head's up before you start whippin' that thing around next time, would 'ya?!

And if you find your hour, my hour is probably hangin' with her. Tell my hour to get home pronto. We're getting really backed up over here!

Sadiebug and her Mom said...

My lost hour completely screwed up my daughter's sleep patterns. Which resulted in 3 lost hours of sleep for me. *grumble* Oh, and the Fraggle Rock was a gift from the Grandparents to Sadiebug... kinda.

writerjenn said...

My husband said the hour wasn't really stolen, just borrowed. I said nope, borrowing without permission = stealing.

What they're doing in the fall when we go back to standard time is returning stolen property. ;-)

Jenn H.

Clarisse Teagen said...

In an hour I can run two loads of laundry and have one half dry. I can scrub 3 bathrooms and vacuum 2 floors. I can feed 2 children, run 1 to school, and pick up a Dunkin Doughnuts Coffee before returning home. I can write a post on my blog while simultaneously loading a dishwasher and reading the front page of today's newspaper. And the list goes on.



This is definitely a supermom on the go

Rob said...

Hear hear... I would like my hour back too. I still cannot get used to the time change and my kids have had to be driven to school for the past two days which has made my hubbie late! He is not too happy either!

Becca

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