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I am sooo not ready for a time change! I need more advance notice than a day if I’m expected to “spring” anywhere. I should have been keeping track of the time.

Tonight I got out the hourglass. It takes about 59 minutes and some seconds to empty so it’s not exactly an hour. But time doesn’t seem like it’s speeding by second after second when there are no minute marks. I like that. There is just a steady stream of sand falling, falling, falling, building a little pile that peaks and then collapses and peaks all over again. It’s a soothing way to keep track of time… well… only when knowing the exact time isn’t an issue. But of course, we don’t have that luxury. So I must get ready for the sprint. Welcome Daylight Savings Time.

The Hourglass.