I was going to write a stellar post for today, but instead I’m going to start a Kickstarter campaign to return clocks to pre-daylight savings time. I admittedly don’t really understand how Kickstarter works, but it seems to solve problems for other people, and let me tell you – this time change has been a PROBLEM in my house all week.
I won’t bore you with the details of my sleepless, grouchy children, which have in turn led to a sleepless, unproductive me. But I will give you some advice – whatever you do, do NOT choose the week of daylight savings to make other significant changes in your life. I’m not talking about potty training, or sleep training, or moving to a new house or having a baby. Those are minor blips.
I’m talking about things that are life-altering. Changes that will turn your world upside down. Specifically, I’m talking about switching your salt and pepper shakers.
Apparently my entire life I have been misusing salt and pepper shakers. I grew up putting the salt in the shaker that has a lot of holes, and the pepper in the shaker with fewer holes. Blame my Midwestern upbringing – frequent consumption of bland casseroles can lead to a salt addiction. I’m not a pepper person.
Little did I realize how much my flawed shaker system bothered my husband. He’s been shaking in silence for nearly 8 years. Then last week, when the salt ran out, he seized the opportunity to stage an uprising and overturn the shaker establishment. He switched the shakers without warning. He didn’t even bother to put an ‘S’ and ‘P’ on the front to remind me of the change. Cold turkey. Figure it out, Amy. You’re on your own.
All week long I have been inadvertently peppering my eggs, my dinners, my everything. On a normal week, it might take me a day or two to catch on. But this week? With my constant state of fatigue? It’s like Groundhog Day: Kitchen Edition. I make the same mistake over and over and over. Heaven forbid, last night I even over-peppered some tuna casserole. RIP.
I’m hoping that balance will be restored in the universe this weekend so we can all sleep and eat in harmony. Otherwise I will stage my own culinary rebellion and fill both shakers with salt.