Oh, and don't forget the dog. He knows when he gets up, when he gets fed, when he goes out. He can't read a clock, but you can tell time by his anxious begging at the appropriate hour. Except, now he's confused. What? You want to feed me? Now? Yippee! He loves this change, but just wait until we fall back. Then he'll be anxiously begging an hour too soon. Poor puppy. At least I know why it's different, even if I don't like it.
There is a silver lining, thank goodness. I love the long daylight evenings. Once I adjust to the new time, that is.
What about you? Do you love the time change or hate it?