I completely forgot about setting the clocks ahead.
Oh, don't worry.
Someone reminded me on Friday evening.
My first reaction: Whaaaaaaaaat? Alreaddddddy?
But then I gave it some thought.
This means spring is coming.
This means summer is coming.
This means I almost have another year of teaching under my belt.
Most of all, it means that it won't be pitch-dark at six o'clock.
Okay, maybe in the morning for a few more weeks.
Porch weather will be here soon.
I'll tolerate missing an hour of sleep to gain an evening of light.
Don't worry, Time.
I won't forget about you.
Just don't forget about me, either.
