- A book. Bossy would have read one, and then she would have written one. And Bossy’s book would have become one of those featured books all propped up near the entrance of Borders, and Bossy isn’t talking about the clearance table because gah.
- A song. Bossy would have written one. A really popular song, maybe even Grammy nominated. A song that would have been covered by Miles Davis. Poor dead Miles Davis.
- The family room. Bossy would have organized it. And then dusted it. And then she would have lit a match to everything and started anew. She would have painted the room white. And then pulled out the carpet and sanded the floors and whitewashed them and sealed them with polyurethane and then she would have knocked the wall out between the closet and the stairwell so the family room was open to the rest of the house. And then she would have stuck a wide plank in the room, held up by two sawhorses. And on that plank Bossy would plop her laptop. And maybe a stack of lined paper for her next book idea. Or song.
- The garden. Bossy would have moved it. She would have built a raised bed directly in the middle of her backyard, a big square raised bed with loamy soil. And then Bossy would have built a walkway leading to her new raised bed and then she would have rented a cherry picker so she could get up in the neighbor’s tree and remove all the limbs that would shade her new raised garden bed.
- A cake. Bossy would have baked one for her sister-in-law’s birthday, and it would have been Strawberry Shortcake because that is her favorite. And Bossy would have baked two cakes so she could enter one in a cake contest and then after Bossy won the cake contest she would have gone to the mall with her prize money to purchase some more holes with denim wrapped around it.
- The car. Bossy would have cleaned it. She would have washed and waxed it and run the vacuum over the removable floor mats and then she would have purchased a seaside cottage in Sweden with all the change found under the seats.
Thanks for nothing Daylight Savings Time.
Love, Bossy
I would have done nothing with my lost hour and would have loved it.
You DIDN’T mention waking up at ‘X’ hour and saying, “Nuts!!! It’s really already ‘X+1” hour?? “. Yeah, I have a friend in Seattle that waits for the day he gets an extra hour of evening sunlight, and I curse the same day for the missed hour for all the cool stuff you can do with it even if it’s just sleeping more.
And when Bossy was all done with that, she could have breezed on over to Texas for some sweet tea with Grandma J and tacos.
sorry about the horrible grammar….tht would be sweet tea and tacos with Grandma J, who is sleep deprived.
Can’t think of a better way to start my week than by reading Bossy’s wackadoodle list!
Lynn would have slept… because let’s face it… I am a lazy lazy b*stard!
I am lazy enough to not let it bother me! I unplugged the only clock that doesn’t update itself…so when I woke up? I didn’t really care what time it was…because I only had to go back to sleep! Nothing like a lazy, rainy Sunday!
I took the dogs for a walk in the dark. They thought we were on a secret mission.
I am sure Miles Davis would make a jazz remix of your record, girlfriend. And if he did my songs, it would be Bitches Brew Part 2. And are you glad there is a 20something out there who not only knows who Miles Davis is, but has liked him since she was fourteen?
Dear Bossy,
I would have slept.
Thank you
I heard on XPN that today is national nap day! Always looking for that silver lining.
Let’s go back to number one. Bossy would also have made an appearance on Oprah.
Oh, look, I got distracted by Bossy’s friend Martha’s comment! Hello, Martha! I’ve heard so much about you. It is nice to meet you.
Oh please. Bossy would have napped and then watched some HGTV.
Not that there’s anything wrong with that.
Ugh. Am reading this while half-dead. Dear Time Change: I HATE YOU.
Since we don’t do that DST nonsense in Arizona, you would not believe all that I accomplished with that hour that I didn’t lose. Where “all that I accomplished” equals “not a darn thing.” I feel very lazy now that I’ve read Bossy’s list of things she would have done. Just think Bossy, now you’ve got all those projects lined up for when you get that hour back in November!
I would have been magically healed from the Evil Cold That’s Kicking My Butt. However, thanks to DLST, I’ll be sick for another 6 weeks. Or is that the groundhog and winter…
See? My brain is GONE, all because of that missing hour.
um, just one question…at 2 in the morning you would have done those things??? really???
I would have slept. Sorry.
I would have snuggled with Whisky.
I would have scrubbed my kitchen grout. My white kitchen grout that I HATE. But, since I didn’t have time, I’ll just let it keep getting dirty and pretty soon everyone will just think I have brown grout.
I forgot about daylight savings time
I was happy I got to play outside with the little neighbor boys (who remind me so much of my boys way back in the day) at 6:30 p.m. that I forgave DST.
I would have just slept in that hour. In fact I did sleep in that hour.
I’m having a very hard time getting started this morning and thank God I’m retired!Last night we were still working in the yard when I looked at my watch and was shocked to see it was 7pm.
My office. With that lost hour, I would have cleaned my office, top to bottom, bottom to top, attacked the piles of…oh hell, who am I kidding…I would have slept.
I would have slept and then I would have slept some more, Because while everyone was losing an hour I was sitting at the bar with my sister and some friends having a beer or 5…and I needed that hour for sleep.
I think Daylight Savings is all, “Oh SNAP!” because it can not deal with the awesomeness that is Bossy, so like it totally had to steal your hour. And stuff.
I would have remembered to start cooking dinner at 6 o’clock instead of 7…and maybe we would have eaten at a decent hour. Who am I kidding? I never start dinner until 7 anyway…as it turns out, I wasted another extra hour sleeping in because I was up coughing all night. Sheesh. Now I’ll never catch up!
That’s a well-loved watch.
Saturday/Sunday night wasn’t so bad, it was waking up today in the pitch blackness of night and forcing myself to get moving. I’m totally in the sleep camp. I never get enough of that stuff.
SLEEP!!! That is all.
That merciless, unrepentant insomnia the first few nights of DLST makes me looney…
Born and raised in Mesa, Arizona, the notion of Daylight savings is completely foreign to me. As foreign as my new home in Canada. That’s why I was one hour late for church yesterday.
I would have obsessively read SIX mystery novels that aren’t very well written but feature such a steamy love triangle that I can’t stop reading them or even thinking about the hot cuban mercenary dude in them instead of FIVE.
I know.
Get a life, WRH.
I would have taken down all the remaining Christmas (make that winter/spring) lights. But due to the hour change, I only took down the ones in the front window that I’d already unplugged, whereas the two strands in the back room shone brightly in the DARK again this morning. So see? Woulda wasted the effort.
Being in the Pacific NW, I truly appreciate the added light at the end of the day. Moving the daylight savings date to March is pretty much the only thing GWBush did that I appreciate. Now you DST haters can blaim him for that too.
19/Stacy Ball: Whisky = sweetheart? dog? beverage?
20/Momo Fali: I have that dratted white grout too. Mine’s nearly a nice consistent tan shade now except for those pesky areas that don’t get as much use and retain their contrasting whiteness. Would rather have plastic laminate than this *#$! tile.
I would have cleaned the entire dining room, including the giant stacks of paper that moved in last year and keep throwing parties and inviting all their friends, who then decide our house is the fun hang-out spot and then THEY decide to stay and they raid the fridge and dirty up the dishes and then return to the dining room and stare at me every time I walk in.
We don’t do that for another couple of weeks here in Yerp. I plan to sleep.
This should go viral. Maybe then they’d stop making us move our watches back and forth, which is so freakin’ annoying. It’s like jet lag without even taking a cool trip.
What about sleep?! That’s what I’ve been missing the most. Don’t tell anyone but, instead of going to work after getting the kids on the bus, I went back to bed for a few hours.
That longest hour never.
I’d proofread with my extra hour.
THAT’S the longest hour never.
Me… I would have lost 20 lbs, had my nails and teeth done, and maybe my hair so I was as cute as your friend Martha!
I had booked a totally pampered, delicious, make-me-over-to-the-max head to toe spa treatment for that lost hour……
sigh………………..
Christine would have lost 10 lbs.
MSM wishes she were even 1/10 as productive as bossy. Instead she would have slept in and ended up missing a plane.
Is it me, or did it come way earlier this year? Didn’t someone pass a law or something to change it? I don’t really know, because I never know stuff like this. It just takes me by surprise.
xoxo
i would have read BOSSY’s daylight saving time post in a more timely manner. thanks for nothing daylight savings time.
I would have arrived places with dry hair and makeup and an actual outfit on as opposed to the wet rat/bare faced/sweats number I pulled today. PRETTY!
I seriously feel like someone is playing a mean trick on me because I just feel so out of it. Is it 10pm or 11pm. Should I be in bed right now, or does it make sense I’m wide awake? And hi, 5am, that was a bit awkward this morning, wasn’t it? I’m calling tomorrow “Kerri Needs A Nap” and am hereby declaring it bedtime all day long.
When I lived most of my life in a state that changed times, I blamed that on everything that went wrong til like May. Now I’m just glad I am in AZ, dont even think about it. Except now my daughter is 2 hours ahead instead of 1. That sucks for the night time phone calls.
Busy, busy Bossy… and these are EXACTLY the reasons Bush Babe fights tooth and nail NOT to have daylight saving introduced in Queensland. That and the whole faded curtains thing…

Er… so how long exactly are the hours round your way? Can I borrow a couple?