Yes. It is that time of year. (already!)
Time to change time, or at least change your clock.
Michael & I do not currently own a clock for our bedroom. We rely on our cell phones for an alarm because they are louder than any other clock we have owned.
I woke up this morning and checked my phone.
It said 7:27. I unlocked the phone and it said 6:27. So, to be sure I was looking at the correct time, I turned it off and back on. By this time, the phone said 6:29.
Okay. That gave me a few more minutes & I wouldn't need to be rushing to get Lady A out of bed in time to go to church with Michael.
Michael opened his computer and was reading emails, etc when I noticed the clock on his computer said 7:47. I asked if it was right. Michael checked his watch and sure enough it was right.
I showed him my phone (which now said 6:47) and told him how I had unlocked it and it had shown the earlier time (now it said 7:47!!!).
Yep. There it was. That moment of panic when you realize that you really are late.
You see, it was 7:47 and they needed to be pulling out of the driveway at 8:15 in order to make it to the church on time.
Lady A needed a bath because she went to bed at 10pm. Actually it was just before 9pm, but I usually change our clocks around 7 or 8.
Fortunately this year we skipped all the illnesses for my birthday and started this week. Princess N was sick yesterday so I only had two people who needed to be ready for church today instead of five.
Even so, there was coffee to make, breakfast to prepare, hair to help rinse, dresses to find, tights to find, brand-spanking new pretty shoes to buckle and a bag to locate to carry the granola bar, apple and Bible.
If all five of us were going this morning, we would probably be leaving about now. Was an illness the same weekend as the time change a good thing? This time, it was a blessing in disguise!
Hope you have a great Sunday and that you made it to church on time!
And bonus points to anyone now singing songs from
My Fair Lady!