Now that I don’t work at a “real” job and don’t have to show up to work at a prescribed time, these pesky seasonal time changes are not as much bother as they used to be. The livestock wake up when the sky lightens and settle down for the night when dusk falls, no matter what time my wristwatch says it is. Same goes for their eating habits, they are accustomed to a regular schedule and there’s no reason to shift it an hour one way or another just because the clocks changed.
But the clocks have changed. Which throws me off a little in my daily routine. Instead of heading up the hill at 6:30 am this morning, for example, we went up at 7:30, according to the clocks. Mid-day rounds usually happen at 1 pm, that’ll be 2 pm now. Until I get used to the new time, I have to do a little clock math throughout the day just to keep on schedule. So I leave my wristwatch on what I call “Cow Time” or, more accurately, Eastern Standard Cow Time, which gives me that nice solid reference for when the important stuff, like tossing hay to cows and horses, needs to happen around here.
In a week or so my brain will have adjusted, this little trick just gets me through until it does.
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