For those of you who don’t keep up with current events, you read that title right.  Next Sunday, March 10^th, it’s time once again to participate in this national game we call “Daylight Savings Time”, in which we will collectively move our clocks ahead by one hour to somehow believe we are taking advantage of the earth’s tilt and rotation, gaining an additional hour of daylight each day.

Madness.

Honestly, people – just pick a lane and stay with it.  All of the supposed “benefits” of moving the clocks forward and back every year (unless you’re in Hawaii, Arizona, and a few other spots on the map in between that don’t participate) have pretty much been debunked, yet we still perform this idiotic time switch twice a year.  All it really does is upset sleep schedules and make a portion of America either too early or too late for their Sunday church service in March and November.

“You don’t understand.  My kids will have to get on the bus in the dark in the morning!”

I’m sorry, were they not getting on the bus in the dark in mid-January?  I know they were, because I was stuck behind said bus on my way to work on those cold, dark mornings, and little Sierra and that feisty Evan were sure taking their sweet time to toddle over to the steps and get on the big yellow log with the blinking red lights.  In fact, Mom even thought this was a good time to strike up a conversation with Mrs. Olbrecht, the bus driver.  Woo,hoo!  What fun we all had, waiting in that line of traffic while you two had a chat.

But, I digress.

There has been some legislation moving through Congress to eliminate the annual change, such as the Sunshine Protection Act (‘Murica – where we protect the sun’s freedom), but to no one’s surprise, it gets stalled every year and dies on someone’s desk.  Federal law also prohibits states from eliminating the measure on their own (don’t ask me what compromising photos Hawaii and Arizona had on their Congressman or Senator).

Even if there is agreement to eliminate the time change, folks just can’t agree on “which” time to go with.

“Daylight Savings Time is the best!”

“No, Standard Time is the best!”

“Well, you’re stupid!”

“No, you’re stupid!”

(That’s how Congress really works, you know).

Time marches on, and we change nothing.

So this Saturday night, get ready to pull your clocks off the wall to physically adjust the hands, then move to the kitchen and try to sync-up the microwave clock with the stove clock, because Daylight Savings Time is back, baby.

For better or for worse.