Is there any other day more despised than the spring version of Daylight Savings Time? Not for me. In the name of progress, a decision was made a few centuries ago to adjust time. Daylight Savings happens to us twice a year, and we have accepted that this is life.   When we return to “normal” time in the fall, we gain an hour, and that is wonderful. I mean what am I going to do with that extra time, except sleep? Spring time change feels like a cruel joke when things are just beginning to look brighter. Despite the change happening on a Sunday morning when we can supposedly…