My space-time continuum is happiest when it’s spring, and we here in the Midwest, get daylight later in the evening. I know the history, pros and cons of Daylight Savings Time, but for me – it’s fine to get up when it’s dark. I just love the light in the evening. So this fall, when we return to “standard time,” and perhaps forever keep it, I will be sad.
This year, there was a wrinkle in the setting of the clocks. For eighteen seasons, my car clock has changed the time automatically for me in both spring and fall. This spring, it did not change. So I did the smart thing and got out my rarely-used car manual. Turning to the index, and finding “setting the clock,” I turned to the section indicated – 5.5. Well, I tried to.
I found 4.9 and 5.12, but there simply wasn’t a 5.5. So I did the next smart thing. I looked it up on youtube.
There I found a helpful video that said go to your “settings” and choose “set time.” My settings button gave me the option to change the display of my speedometer, to change my speed warning setting, and to change what trip mileage I was counting. It did not, however, give me any type of clock option.
So I drove around for several weeks (it seemed longer) with my car clock telling me a time that was one hour earlier than reality.
While the real-time change doesn’t bother me at all, this erroneous car clock completely bamboozled me. I know this because it messed up my equilibrium and balance.
After three weeks of this time-space disturbance in my life, I was having a typical day, playing with my husband and our grandson. As I have often done, I grabbed a toy and began running around the family room, circling chairs, crying out “I have the toy bus, I have the toy bus.” This behavior always elicits massive giggles and a little toddler chasing me.
I decided to end the game by opening the bathroom door and pretending to “hide” in the bathroom. This is another normal event that typically results in more giggling and then knocking at the door, with the little guy saying, “open de door!”
However, my internal clock had been disturbed. I was off my game. It was a tear in the space-time continuum…
As I went to open the bathroom door, I didn’t realize it was already unlatched – so it gave way easily. Just as I noted that I was going at a great pace than expected through the doorway, my toe caught the carpet and hurtled me into space on a horizontal level.
The door crashed open. I did a flying pretzel move in the air, somehow managing to scrape both knees on the hard floor while stopping my forward motion quite suddenly with my head – as the back of it crashed into the our incredibly sturdy and hard bathroom vanity. Meanwhile, the toy bus I was carrying became lodged in the crook of my arm- bruising my inner arm both below and above the elbow.
I wasn’t bleeding anywhere, and one ice pack later I could walk normally. Just some bruising that hurts and a scraped knee. Oh, and now our grandson knows the miracle cure of ice in a baggie!
I am convinced, however, that this accident would never have happened if my car clock had just been correct. This time-space issue was corrected by my wonderful husband – who called the helpline for the car and was able to find the means to change the clock.
When my clocks are right, it means no more head crashing for me!
This is another problem for us todisagree on – simply because I drive a handicap van for the school and I hate the dark early morning runs – especially when raining or snowy or especially foggy morns – the raods are NOT clearly lined, the other drivers do not slow down and they use more of the middle of the road than i care to see – so I hope they dplit the difference and go half and hour and leave it!! HA HA nto sure that will really help Me much, but it will give us more evening hors to enjoy!! LOve this post and hope you are okay – would have oved tohave that on video for Americas Funniest Videos andget you a victory!!
I had no idea that Daylight Saving Time could cause so many problems! We have changed our car clock manually for several seasons. Yet this year it refuses to allow us to do so. Also our clock-radio which turns on a light at night, then turns it off at a later time refuses to allow us to set the time of day. The On/Off button for the light works fine. We just have to deal with one hour off.
Sooo… yesterday I tripped on a throw rug that hurled me into the swinging doors that come out of the kitchen and tossed me on into the back of a reclining rocker in the living room! However, I was still in an upright position. Hearing all this ruckus, my sweet Hubby came running. “What happened?” he asked trying to comfort me. After all, I was making a few moaning and groaning sounds. I didn’t have a clue that I could have blamed it on Space-Time Continuum! That was a serious spill you took, Susie. Hoping all your injuries heal quickly. I have no bruises, scrapes or blood loss to show for it. Just felt like I had broken a lot of fingers (grabbing at the door) and my ankle hurt.
I decided I would make myself a bowl of comforting tomato soup. Tomato soup is a cure-all for everything! Yeah, one of those flip-top or ring pull cans. I finally got it open. My tomato soup labeled can turned out to be mushroom soup! I kid you not. You can’t win ‘em all.
Keep teaching us, Sue. I’m a slow learner. Never heard the word continuum before.
Betty kindly sent me proof – as this is incredible!!
you two are a hoot!
We are… aren’t we, John! Two peas in a pod!
always enjoy the banter you two have – thnaks for making my day have a laugh and a smile !!