My husband was out of town, so I woke up with determination. I might be creative and practical and intentional, but mechanical or mathematical, I AM NOT. So, I had my morning tea, put on my thinking cap and set out . . . and I changed all the clocks in our apartment. (feeling quite proud)
Jenny had spent the night and wanted to head back to her apartment around noon. We scurried around all morning, getting everything done on our list, to make sure she could return home on time.
Do you already know where this is going? Time sure was going fast . . .
Jenny and I had a huge laugh, just moments before she left, when we realised that I had set the clocks the wrong direction. Even saying, "in the fall, we fall back", means nothing in my head.
Ha, we had "gained" three hours. Jenny left at 10:00 and had a wonderful day at home.
image credit: vintage clock