I just discovered one of the joys of retirement. I forgot to set my clocks back and it didn’t matter. I had been up for over two hours and was showered and ready to go on the weekly pilgrimage to find the perfect church. Then I noticed a post about turning our clocks back. I checked my date book, my computer clock and my phone. They all agreed.
So I had an extra hour before I left the house. As they say, “No harm, no foul.”
Being retired, it could have happened any day of the week without a penalty.
homo unius libri
Yeah, Our days can get to be sort of like what they call "island time."
ReplyDeleteWe had a phase where we had a condo in Hawaii and would spend weeks there. I never developed Island Fever. Give me a library, coffee and a guitar and I can sit anywhere.
DeleteGrace and peace.