Sunday, November 7, 2010

Time Rewind*

I've never been a fan of daylight savings. It throws me off for days and I hate losing an hour of sleep, whether in reality or in theory. And it is safe to say that this year was the worst clock change ever.
At 5:00am on Sunday morning (or 6:00am, depending on which clock in my house you were looking at), I was awakened by a loud crash and the sound of breaking glass. I immediately sat up in bed, heart pounding and knees absolutely weak, thinking for sure that someone was breaking into the house. What freaked me out even more is that my husband didn't even move. I swear, that man could sleep through an air horn held to his head. I kicked him (literally) a few times and whispered "Did you hear that?" to which he replied "Huh?"

I jumped out of bed, realizing that the phone was in the other room, that my children were sleeping upstairs, and that I had nothing I could grab as a weapon. So, armed with the only heavy thing I could find -- a copy of Hilary Mantel's "Wolf Hall" -- I crept out of the bedroom and into the living room. My husband finally got up and snuck up behind me, almost getting himself Manteled in the process. While the smart thing to do would have been to turn the light on (thereby surprising any possible intruder), we stumbled around in the dark trying to find who or what made the crash. And finally, we discovered what it was.


Our Wall Clock

Apparently, my husband had come home from a work party late Saturday night after I was already asleep. He decided to change the clocks before retiring. He changed the wall clock and replaced it on the wall, but managed to miss the hanger on the back. It took approximately four hours of ticking for the clock to slide off the end of the nail.

Next year, I'm going to skip daylight savings all together and just keep my own time.

*This is a repost of a post I did back in March. Last night, I forbade my husband from touching our new clock.


  1. I love Daylight Savings in the fall (yay for an extra hour of sleep) -- but not so much in the spring. And poor wall clock. It's such a shame, as it looked like a very nice one.

  2. Oh, no! What a shock to your system! Were you able to get back to sleep again? I don't mind the fall time change because I get an extra hour of sleep, but I hate the one in the spring.

  3. That would scare me to death! As for the time change, well, it takes me a minimum of a week to adjust! I went to bed at 8:45 last night!

  4. LOL That is the best daylight savings time story EVER. You broke the clock!! LOL Ok, I'll stop, I know it must have scared the PJ's off you, but that is just too funny. :)

    Thanks for sharing!