I know you have appointments and work and social obligations and need to observe the time of the clock to some extent, but your waking and sleeping and much of the rest of what you do — eating, going out walking, chores, reading, napping, conversing, and generally being the human animal that you are — can and should be done according to the time of the sun, which doesn't leap forward and fall back in one hour chunks semiannually, but changes very slightly day by day.
A commenter called it retired person privilege. When I retired, I took off my watch and threw it on the book shelf above my computer, where it stayed until its battery died. We no longer live by the alarm clock, although we do have one working person in the house, and we need to get Gabby on the school bus. I do use the alarm clock when I have to get up at o'dark 30 to fish, although, 9 times out of 10, I wake up ahead of the clock and shut it off before alarm sounds.
I do resent the shorter days of late fall and winter, but short of moving much closer to the equator, or changing the earth's obliquity, there's not much to do about it.
Linked at The Pirate's Cove in the weekly Sorta Blogless Sunday Pinup and links. The Wombat has Rule 5 Sunday: Young Girls & Old Trucks garnering clicks at The Other McCain.
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