This week, the ever-curious Hound asked the question, “Are you more productive/pleasant/punctual now that our clocks have moved ahead one hour?”
I suppose back when I was in full-speed-ahead mode (teaching full-time, young kids at home, directing church choir, etc.) losing one hour of sleep made a big difference in my energy level, but now that I’m semi-retired I barely notice it. My children are on their own, and the activities I spend most of my time on (reading, sewing, writing) don’t require a lot of physical effort, so I don’t get tired as early. I’ve never required a lot of sleep, and it seems I need even less now.
So let’s take the first part of the question. Am I more productive? I don’t think so. I write myself a to-do list each night before I go to bed, and as soon as I’ve had my first cup of caffeine I start on it. The list helps me focus no matter what time of the day I get started on it, so as long as everything important makes it on my list, things get done. Most of the time, anyway.
Am I more pleasant? I guess that would be a question for my husband. I asked him, and he simply shook his head. Thirty-four years of marriage have taught him some survival skills, I guess. I don’t ask my kids—they’re always telling me how unpleasant I am. As for my friends, I rarely see them before 9 AM and by that time I’ve consumed at least two cups of coffee and eaten breakfast.
Am I more punctual? No. If there’s one thing my father drilled in us, it was “Early is on time, and on time is late.” I also married a man who would rather be an hour early than five minutes late. So regardless of the time zone, I’m usually early. On quilting days I’m usually one of the first people to arrive and set up. For band and orchestra rehearsals, I’m in my seat and warmed up before the conductor steps up to the podium. And when I teach, I’m in the classroom at least fifteen minutes before class starts so I can set up my slide presentation and any other supplies. My lectures begin on time, and my students know that arriving late means they’re going to miss something.
I guess the conclusion is that switching to Eastern Daylight Savings Time doesn’t make a big difference in my life. My schedule has the flexibility to allow naps when I need them – usually once every two or three weeks. The rest of the time I get by on five or six hours of sleep, so it doesn’t matter if those hours come between midnight and 6 AM or between 1 AM and 7 AM.
Does the change in time affect you?
It seems that we have a like mind-set. I applaud you and how lucky you are that your husband is compatible. I guess my turn on DST on Friday will be pretty much the opposite of yours.
I had a few college roommates who struggled with being on time and it bothered me so much that promptness was near the top of my “must haves” in a mate. When I found out this guy showed up two hours early for our first date (he wasn’t sure where I lived so he drove around until he found my apartment then went out for coffee until it was time to pick me up), I knew he was a contender!
I’ve not really thought a lot about it yet.
You’re lucky! Or else you’re very adaptable.
While I love it being light later in the evening, (I can run outside more), it is awful on the kids. They don’t adjust well and don’t want to go to be early. I had to remind everyone to go to sleep well after nine o’clock last night and was dragging everyone out of bed this morning. Ugh.
I think it’s harder on kids than it is on us. I remember being unhappy about going to bed while it was still light. Thanks for visiting, Joselyn!
I’m with your hubby on at least two counts here:
I’d rather be WAY early than even a minute late.
And (like him) I know better than to reply to the question, “Am I pleasant when…?”
I certainly admire your organization and productivity. When I do get around to writing lists of what I have to do, the enormity of it demoralizes me. I’ve found a few of those lists much later (when they’d gotten buried under other paperwork) and realized at times that some of those items NEVER got done.
Haha! I assumed you’d sympathize with him, Jeff. As for the lists, I found that if I list a lot of little things that I’m going to do anyway, my day goes better because I’m crossing things off!
You already know how the time change affects me. AFA promptness, I always leave early enough to allow myself twice the time it would take anyone else to arrive someplace (bc of my uncanny ability to get lost WITH my GPS), which usually puts me there early. LOL!