Our author was really looking forward to spring. Now she’s just exhausted and wonders: what’s the deal with the time change?
If you’re dying to turn clocks – can’t you please do that in some timeless time? Photo: imago
On Friday evening, two nights before things get serious, I’m still standing in my garden by the campfire and talking like a hippie. It’s late, but the sun is still there and after the snowdrops the first tulips have already pushed their way through the winter earth. I say to the friend who is putting the wood on the fire that it is all a great miracle. That we humans, even after we have experienced the beginning of spring 37 times, 37 times snowdrops, 37 times the warmth of the sun on our faces, that we still never find it normal. That it makes you happy every time.
On Monday I remember the reality again. The beginning of spring is brutal, it destroys me and it is due to an idea that this text will not abolish either. The time change, which even now, a week later, is not over yet. The jet lag that contrites the brain. The first lie is that the time changes from Saturday to Sunday during the night. The time change is of course during the night from Sunday to Monday. When the weekend ease hits the Monday harshness.
My alarm clock often rings early, which is 5:30 a.m., and sometimes very early, which is 5 a.m. But on Monday it’s 4 o’clock. It says 5 o’clock, but that’s a lie. My head is crunching and my kids are crunching when I wake them up at 6am, which is 5am. Of course they didn’t go to bed at eight last night, you can’t change them like a clock. And of course it was the night of nights, when three of you sorted Playmobil treasure cards in Playmobil treasure chests and found tiny golden plastic swords in huge piles of figures.
Google the health consequences
unity at the wrong time. We crunch through the days and Monday crunch turns into Tuesday crunch and 4 o’clock tiredness is followed by 5 o’clock tiredness and I’m wondering how fucking exhausted one can be and who thought up this shit. It is fully proven that the time change is harmful to health and has all sorts of consequences, unfortunately I’m too tired to summarize the latest scientific knowledge about it. Maybe google it yourself?
Thanks. On Wednesday, after a morning of video conferencing, my friend comes out of his office, which is actually our living room, and says, “Everyone looks like shit.” well lit.
If you’re dying to turn clocks – can’t you please do that in some timeless time? In the week in which there are summer holidays in all federal states? Or on the night of December 25th to 26th. In a week without an alarm clock and first lessons and morning conferences. nonsense suggestion? You know: the head, the mud. The EU had actually already decided that the changeover would stop, that was in 2019, and it should be by 2021 at the latest. Please ask what happened to it while I sleep.
If you’re dying to turn clocks – can’t you please do that in some timeless time?
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