Sunday, March 9, 2008

Time and Again


Earlier this week I was rejoicing -- the sun had returned to my morning routine. Although I was still awakening before the alarm, I was greeted by the first beams of sunrise, which brought me joy and energy.

Looks like I can kiss that feeling goodbye for another month at least.

In 2005, Congress approved a change in the start and ending date of Daylight Savings Time. It went into effect last March. And again early this morning.

Last year, I felt it instantly on Monday morning. Gone was the thin light outside my window at 6 a.m. Gone was the sunshine lighting up the landscape as I drove to work. Gone was the jolt of happiness that allowed me to say, spring is almost here.

We're in mid-winter light again, dang it.

I need the sun. I don't see so much of it during the day. I sit desk- and phone-bound to get my work done and some days I venture into the sunlight only when I'm heading to lunch or on an errand. My office is cave-like during the afternoon because I have to pull the shades down on my west-facing windows to see my computer without glare.

I really need the morning sun.

I guess my body never got the message that Congress has the power to mess with the clock too early in the year. Or that lobbyists can too: The Sporting Goods Manufacturers Association and the National Association of Convenience Stores successfully lobbied for the 2007 extension to U.S. DST.

Here's the Wikipedia explanation behind it:

Economic effects

Retailers, sporting goods makers, and other businesses benefit from extra afternoon sunlight, as it induces customers to shop and to participate in outdoor afternoon sports.[32] For example, in 1984 Fortune magazine estimated that a seven-week extension of DST would yield an additional $30 million for 7-Eleven stores, and the National Golf Foundation estimated the extension would increase golf industry revenues $200 million to $300 million.[33] Conversely, DST can adversely affect farmers and others whose hours are set by the sun.[3] For example, grain harvesting is best done after dew evaporates, so when field hands arrive and leave earlier in summer their labor is less valuable.[34] DST also hurts prime-time broadcast ratings[4] and drive-in and other theaters.[35]

Clock shifts correlate with decreased economic efficiency. In 2000 the daylight-saving effect implied an estimated one-day loss of $31 billion on U.S. stock exchanges.[36] Clock shifts and DST rule changes have a direct economic cost, since they entail extra work to support remote meetings, computer applications and the like. For example, a 2007 North American rule change cost an estimated $500 million to $1 billion.[37]

(from http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daylight_saving_time#_note-Beam)

Good grief! Convenience stores add $30 million to their coffers, Golf Clubs get $200 to $300 million, but the overall North American economic impact was a cost of $500 million to $1 billion, not to mention the $31 billion loss on the U.S. stock exchanges? Who is watching our national bankbook? People who can't do basic math?

I'll have to slog through a day or two before I reset my internal body clock to wake up at my normal time. I will have to struggle and suffer to pull myself out of bed so I don't get to work late. I will adjust, slowly, but I won't be happy and those around me won't be either. They'll be grumpy and groggy too, so productivity will plummet. Some economic benefit, huh?

Well, I guess I can look at the bright side that convenience stores are reaping the benefits. Someone has to, since 300 million U.S. citizens aren't.

Friday, August 24, 2007

We live like this..


The scene is several years ago, the bathroom of a friend's home on the western coast of Ireland. The shelf along their bathtub contained a multitude of fun stuff: bubble baths, bathing gels, squishy sponges, playtoys for their four-year-old daughter. I was tired after our long journey from Philadelphia. Taking a bath was just the ticket for relaxing into vacation mode.

I loved the name of one of the brand of bathing goodies -- "We Live Like This." The pretty clear plastic package contained soap "confetti" designed for dropping into the hot water and swirling about for a moment of riotous color and then a soft bath in a delicately scented tub.

I love that. We Live Like This. Every day should be a vacation. I'm drifting right now into my memories, of that moment, of the peace I felt for a few minutes soaking in the tub and readjusting to life on earth.

We live like this...