Daylight Saving Time Strikes

Today I had an evening Mah Jongg Class in East Raleigh. The normal amount of time it takes me to get there should be 35 minutes. In rush hour, maybe an hour. I gave myself an hour and fifteen minutes. It took almost an hour and forty five minutes.

There were three MAJOR accidents along my 26 mile route. I kept getting rerouted by my GPS and as I would cross over my original road I would see the lights flashing of the accident.

The last accident I had to drive right past as it was on the exit ramp of I 40, which was closed to traffic on both the off ramp and on ramp. There were no less that fifty emergency vehicles. I could not see the exact accident, but it had to be a doozy.

I just made it to class with no time to spare. After three hours I got back in the car to go home and the last horrible accident was still an active scene, but now with half as many emergency Vehicles. My god, what happened there that they were still removing things?

The only explanation for all these accidents on a warm dry day was daylight saving time. The loss of that one hour throws people off so badly they make a fatal error. Why do we do this craziness of setting the clocks forward and back? I still haven’t corrected the clock in my car. I am so spoiled by my Apple Watch and iPhone for the correct time.

Thankfully I planned a very easy week so I have slept as long as I have wanted. To make up for it I gathered all the tax information today. Seemed like an appropriate punishment for a good lie in. Thank goodness I did get plenty of sleep. You have to be on your toes out on the road. Be careful.