I live in central standard time (CST).
This means that anytime a show is advertised on TV I usually have to subtract an hour from EST to determine what time I can watch the show.
But that is nothing compared with the time zones I negotiate when moving from room to room in my home.
Yes my home.
My husband sets clocks ahead.
He sets his watch 7 minutes ahead and keeps it on military time. Not a big deal since he alone wears his watch.
What has been a bit contentious is the clock in the bedroom. The clock by the bed that wakes us up in the morning. The clock that is currently 32 minutes ahead. Interestingly, that clock has inched up in aheadness approximately 1 minute per year of our marriage.
The clock in the shower is 17 minutes ahead.
The clock in the kitchen is 6 minutes ahead.
The clock in the car is 11 minutes ahead.
Oh, aren’t you taking notes? Because if you come visit you might want to know the time.
After years I have learned to look at a clock based on its location and do the math in my head.
Oh! I am in the bedroom and it is 10:43? Nope! It’s 10:11!
Oh! I am taking a shower and have only 5 minutes? Nope! I have 22!
Oh! I am running 15 minutes driving to an appointment? Nope! No need to call ahead, I will only be 3 or 4 minutes late.
So, the obvious question is WHY?
And believe me, I have asked the obvious question on many occasions. Some more heated then others.
Why do I have to live under these extreme math conditions?
My husband replies that it makes him feel better about getting up early in the morning. Like it isn’t actually 5:30 because the clock says it is 6:02. I don’t buy this argument…
Because he is one of the smartest people I know. So you can’t tell me that he isn’t doing the math in his head the INSTANT that he looks at the clock.
So the question of WHY remains.
I guess that I should be grateful that he hasn’t determined an international date line runs through the dining room…
I live in central standard time (CST).
This means that anytime a show is advertised on TV I usually have to subtract an hour from EST to determine what time I can watch the show.
But that is nothing compared with the time zones I negotiate when moving from room to room in my home.
Yes my home.
My husband sets clocks ahead.
He sets his watch 7 minutes ahead and keeps it on military time. Not a big deal since he alone wears his watch.
What has been a bit contentious is the clock in the bedroom. The clock by the bed that wakes us up in the morning. The clock that is currently 32 minutes ahead. Interestingly, that clock has inched up in aheadness approximately 1 minute per year of our marriage.
The clock in the shower is 17 minutes ahead.
The clock in the kitchen is 6 minutes ahead.
The clock in the car is 11 minutes ahead.
Oh, aren’t you taking notes? Because if you come visit you might want to know the time.
After years I have learned to look at a clock based on its location and do the math in my head.
Oh! I am in the bedroom and it is 10:43? Nope! It’s 10:11!
Oh! I am taking a shower and have only 5 minutes? Nope! I have 22!
Oh! I am running 15 minutes driving to an appointment? Nope! No need to call ahead, I will only be 3 or 4 minutes late.
So, the obvious question is WHY?
And believe me, I have asked the obvious question on many occasions. Some more heated then others.
Why do I have to live under these extreme math conditions?
My husband replies that it makes him feel better about getting up early in the morning. Like it isn’t actually 5:30 because the clock says it is 6:02. I don’t buy this argument…
Because he is one of the smartest people I know. So you can’t tell me that he isn’t doing the math in his head the INSTANT that he looks at the clock.
So the question of WHY remains.
I guess that I should be grateful that he hasn’t determined an international date line runs through the dining room…
The reason I do it is that doing the math wakes me up. I only set the bedroom clock ahead, and I change the time it is set frequently. I really hate waking up!
Seriously, the same thing happens here. And we have 3 clocks in the kitchen. And I do the math immediately and know exactly what the time is.
I am too scared to change them to the right time now, lest I do the math and be late!
I am with Kirby- the shower?!
Okay when and where is our rendezvous? And please give me real time!!!!!
I would need much more than coffee to manage this madness of time. Are you sure you aren’t in an Alice through the Looking Glass scene? Maybe you should sneak around and change the clocks to inspire madness in him?
That would make me insane. I have clocks in the house that are just props, without batteries, so they stay the same time, but all the others are as exact as I can get them.
The question I have though — A clock in the shower?
Incorrect clocks drive me insane. I’m not sure I could survive under these conditions. You are a brave woman.
funny — we do the same in the car & bedroom…
It makes me dizzy just to read about it.
Oh, you could so mess with his head. I’d be playing April Fool’s jokes 365 days a year!
I don’t think people here know that time zones exist. Going out past 9 is sac religious. And don’t even think about going out for dinner any later than 6:30.
Missing y’all especially with school starting!