A Daylight Savings Time Tradition

Jamál (Beauty), 7 ‘Alá (Loftiness), 165 BE – Sunday, March 8, 2009 about 3:30 PM Pacific Time

Some people have New Year's traditions, some have Christmas traditions, some have Thanksgiving traditions, but I have a Daylight Savings Time tradition. I never set my clock ahead in the spring before going to bed on Saturday night. I never get up at 2:00 AM to set my clock ahead; instead I wait until I get up on Sunday to set my clock ahead.

Springing the clock forward isn't difficult. I have only one clock I have to reset. The computer automatically adjusts itself (I want a self-adjusting clock). I still have to set my clock ahead today, but I have a good excuse for waiting so late in the day to do it.

I'm moving my clock from the living room into my bedroom and I don't want to reset the clock twice. I can't hear the alarm clock if it's in the living room, so I have to move it to the bedroom so that I can hear the radio alarm go off. Right now, the radio is set to a talk station. However, I think I will eventually change that. I'm not sure just yet what station I want the alarm set to.

I'm considering changing the alarm to a music station, but I don't know which music station. Talk stations don't do much to wake me up, unless it's set to a station with an early morning shock jock. The voice of the talk show host or the message has to be irritating enough to wake me up and get me moving otherwise I just turn the radio off and go back to sleep.

Music that has a good beat like rock or jazz wakes me up and gets me moving. Neither easy listening nor religious music does much to wake me up. The music I listen to has to get me out of bed and get me moving. I'm going to have to try several stations before I find one that does the job.

September draws to a close

Fidál (Grace), 4 Mashiyyat (Will), 165 B.E. – Tuesday, September 30, 2008 about 6:20 PM Pacific Time

September 2008 has come to an end. October 2008 is on the horizon. I'm weary. I'm stressed. I have a full month ahead to become more weary and more stressed. Alternatively, I have a full month ahead to become less weary and less stressed. The choice is mine. I don't chose the events in my life, but I chose the way I react to them.

My mother and I just got finished having a long talk. Mom and I sit down on the love seat and talked for the first time in a long time. We talk everyday, but this talk was different. Mom told me how she felt. I told Mom how I felt. It was nice. We talked to each other and we listened to each other.

We put aside the things we had planned to do. Mom was going to do some laundry and I was going to do some writing, but instead we talked. We didn't worry about what whe weren't getting done. We sit on the love seat and we talked. It was wonderful. It was a great way to end a month.