The Last Clock
It's easier than it used to be when you Spring Forward or Fall Back. The cell phones reset themselves automatically and so do the computers, but Plot and Duck still had to remember where all the other clocks are. And you always forget one.
The microwave and the coffee pot were easy, because they're out in the open, but Plottie didn't remember the car until they were leaving last night and he looked on the dashboard and was momentarily angry at himself for leaving an hour early. There is an old decorative clock hanging on the wall in the entry hall, currently surrounded by paint gear and plastic tarps, so that one will take a little while. Nobody looks at it anyway.
The last one showed up this morning, when the heat came on at 8am instead of 7am: the thermostat on the furnace. That should take care of it.
OMG, Hanky Girl! You have how many clocks? A hundred, at least? What do you do, and twice a year?
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The car got me this morning. Then the work watch. I hate this. (Worse are those devices that are "smart" and will automatically make the jump for you, but based on the original dates and not these new improved ones - you end up fixing them four times!)
I wonder if new cars reset their own clocks?
Spring Forward is easy—just a spin of that little knob on the back (we got no LEDs around here). Fall Back is trickier because it could require spinning little knobs forward 11 hours to create that 1 hour backward. However, my system is to go around the house, unplugging each clock, then an hour later, following the same route, plugging them all back in. Voila! (and I get some good calisthenics from stretching or stooping to access plug ends).
Neil Smith has a ton of clocks too. Maybe you should have a clock counting contest :-)
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