Anyone who is well acquainted with me knows I don’t change my clocks. I wandered into the kitchen this morning, looked at my little weather station with the atomic clock and, lo! it had changed. I took it under the light and found the DST button and turned it off. It went back where it belonged.
I really really detested the way the “springing forward” made me feel until I could “fall back”. Never again, folks. Never again.