The clocks jumped a head an hour early this morning . At 2 a.m. it became 3 a.m.
The lost hour sure made for a tiresome morning here. Getting up and going down to the Basilica for the 8:30 mass was a chore. If it were not the first Sunday of Lent, I would have been tempted to roll over!
Conor is a grouch, his Sunday morning hockey practice is an hour earlier, despite what the clock says.
At least we have a day to adjust before the work week begins. That 6 a.m rise is going to feel like five.
Just a reminder did you check the batteries in smoke alarms and carbon monoxide detectors when you adjusted your clocks?
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