Eventual evidence

Every once in a while I find evidence for something I’ve said in a blog post a day or so later. The Facebook “Memory” above is an example of exactly that. This past Saturday, I wrote about the latest of the twice yearly clock changes. That post had a lot of tongue-in-cheek joking—including about me. However, it turns out, I really am affected by those time changes.

The Facebook Memory above was offered up to me yesterday, and it was last-year-me saying essentially the same thing I said in my post this year, namely, that the time change makes me tired. And boy, does it ever.

Yesterday I got together with some family, and I felt so incredibly sleepy I was worried I might doze off while I was there. I didn’t, but after I got home and sat down to watch my evening TV, yep, I fell asleep. Because my Apple Watch monitors whether I move or not, I know roughly when/how long I was asleep—only “roughly” because if I’m awake and watching TV but not getting up, my watch shows the same lack of movement as when I fall asleep. However, I know that I’ve been asleep when I wake up.

While I really do feel tired for around a week after the clocks change, I don’t remember that ever happening until I was in my fifties. Another change related to ageing? Dunno, but it’s certainly annoying, especially because the amount of sleep I get in the adjustment period doesn’t matter: More, less, or my usual amount of sleep all leaves my tiredness unchanged.

Still, it does eventually go away, and I know that—I just have to endure it until then. And then do it again twice next years.

The other thing I mentioned in that FB “Memory”, getting sunlight into the evening will become a real thing soon enough—but, at the moment, it’s just that sunset is now after 7pm—nice, but not as good as it’s going to be. Besides, the first full day after the clock change was mostly rainy—often with very heavy rain and dark clouds, and that weather made the later sunset seem exactly the same as the day before. It IS Spring, after all.

I re-set my wall clocks yesterday—the only ones I manually change. This year I finally realised why I hate doing that so much: The molded plastic backs all have a similar immovable loop used to hang the clock on a picture hook. However, I can’t see the picture hook, and I have a lot of trouble getting the clock back onto the hook. This is especially difficult with the kitchen clock, because where it’s hanging is awkward for me to reach. I came up with an idea to fix that buy putting a large loop of wire on that plastic loop because wire is flexible, and should be easier to put onto the hook. Maybe? If I do that for the next clock change in April, I’ll try to remember to blog about it (I should probably write a note for myself if I want to remember any of that…)

There’s nothing I can do about those clock changes, so I just have to be ready for around a week of being out of sorts. The clocks may change twice a year, but apparently my reaction to them doesn’t change. Oh, well.