That feeling when you wake up, open an eye to look at the clock and see that it is telling the right time. I corroborated this with my fitbit. I can’t recall exactly what the time was but I do remember the satisfaction. The little things in life…
Makes me think that perhaps the last few months of having to mentally adjust the time might have been very mildly stressful. Don’t remember this being the case but if the levels of stress were very low they may have had a subliminal effect on me, somehow.
There were occasions where I wouldn’t bother making that adjustment and would run with the incorrect time on the basis that it didn’t really matter anyway. Oh those carefree days before the clocks went back and I set it correctly.
Perhaps it is about time we bought a new clock for the bedroom. The spec is very simple. It must be easy to use, have good volume control, play Radio 4 in the morning and evening and keep accurate time. Automatic adjustment for daylight savings would also be useful.
The problem is when you look online there are thousands of different clocks available and none of the spiel will tell you whether they reliably stick to the right time. They aren’t going to tell you about that two second drift over six months (four over a year) are they? I dunno.
THG has cautioned me about rushing out to buy a new one especially when the one we already have now tells the right time anyway. Sigh. It’s a good job this isn’t really a big deal innit. Mountains and molehills eh? We don’t get moles in our back garden, touch wood, fingers crossed etc etc.
Outside the leaves still pile up on the greenhouse roof. No point clearing them yet. Still lots left on the trees that will eventually fall and make for more work.
This morning I am not going swimming with THG. Having to wait in for a delivery that has to be signed for. Bit of a nuisance but it is what it is. I originally asked for it to be delivered to our accountants office as I knew there is always a staffed reception. That’s when I discovered that as a registered office they don’t accept parcel deliveries. Ah. Ah well.