I arrived to begin my new life in Dublin on the day daylight savings time ended, and I have to admit, I was completely unprepared for the effect this would have on me.
I’ve traveled in Europe during winter months before and was aware that European countries have more extreme differences in daylight hours than I am used to in the States, but it started getting dark at about 3:30 in the afternoon. When you are already a bit “fragile” from the stress of moving to a city you’ve never even visited, leaving behind your family and friends, needing to find a place to live and the looming start of a new job, the “getting dark in the middle of the afternoon thing” can be almost too much. From day one, I felt like I was chasing the daylight and this leant even more urgency to my stress and to-do-list-filled days.
But now, alleluia, daylight savings time has begun! It’s light when I wake up in the morning, it’s light when I leave work in the evening and it’s STILL light even a couple hours later. In the height of the summer it won’t start getting dark until after 10pm. I feel like I paid my dues and am now being rewarded for hanging tough. And I am going to make the most of these daylight-filled months.
I can’t wait for it to get warmer so that I can enjoy a glass of wine on my balcony while I watch the sunset.
And it is going to get warmer, right?