SPRING AHEAD

“Yeah! We’re moving the clocks ahead this weekend!” I sang as I did a little dance and waved my hands in the air. “It’s ‘spring ahead’ time!”

My son Alex laughed. “You’re pretty excited.”

“Oh, come on! You are too!” I went over to the stove and changed the time. “I am so done with it getting dark out so early.”

“Hey, it’s been lighter out longer every day.”

“Yeah but only by a minute a day.” I looked at my wrist watch. “This is going to be a whole hour!” I pulled out the little knob and turned it ahead. “I love this time of year!”

“Wait, aren’t you a little early? It’s Friday afternoon, aren’t you suppose to do that tomorrow night?”

“Don’t care!” I went over to the microwave. “Do you remember how to change this?”

Alex came over to help.

“You do that. I’m going to change my bedside clock.” I went down the hall to my bedroom.

“Aren’t you going to be confused all day tomorrow with the wrong time?” Alex called.

“Nope!” I came back to the living room and pointed to the cable box by the television. “I can’t change that one. The cable company does that in the middle of the night.” I smiled as I looked around for more clocks. “So, I just have to remember to look at that tomorrow if I want to know the real time.”

Alex shook his head. “I really don’t see why you don’t wait until tomorrow to do this.”

I moved on to the small mantel clock we’d gotten as a wedding gift. “I’m too excited! I can’t wait!” I turned the clock around and found the disk that you moved to change the time. Once it was finished to put the clock back on the table. “Done!”

Alex looked around and shook his head. “Okay, well you’re a day early but I guess it really doesn’t matter.”

“All I have to do is fix my car clock next time I get in it and I’m pretty sure we’re all ready now.”

We both heard the front door open.

“I’m home!” my husband Steven called.

“Hey!” I called back. “How was your day?”

“Great, but I’m starving!” he put his file cases down and gave me a kiss on the cheek. “Do you know when we’re having dinner?”

I shrugged my shoulder. “I guess I could start cooking now, but it’s still pretty early.”

Steven looked over at the mantle clock. “It’s already five o’clock.”

Alex started to laugh. “Actually it’s four o’clock.” Alex pointed to the cable box. “Mom’s just anxious for daylight savings time to start so she’s changed all the clocks in the house.”

Steven shrugged his shoulder. “Four o’clock, five. Makes no difference to me. Let’s eat!”

I sighed as I went into the kitchen and began pulling things from the refrigerator. Maybe I did set them ahead too early.