Today, November 7,
the first day Daylight Saving Time starts or ends.
The first thing I did when I woke up at 7 AM
was to move the time back one hour
on all the clocks in the house.

There were some 7 of them, and two of them
had dead batteries I didn't know about.
Fortuanately I had all the spare batteries I need.
One of them is radio-controlled by the atomic clock
in Colorado, I believe, which automatically corrects
the time. I found out the battery was dead.
After changing the battery, then I found out
it is the Pacific Time so that I had to change
it to Eastern Standard Time.
Another clock at my bedside which is connected
to the phone can only be corrected
by calling my phone with another phone
like my cell phone.
To make the story short,
the task to move the clock to the Daylight Saving
Time was not a small task for an old fellow like me.
When I was done with every clock,
including the one in the oven in the kitchen,
my wife was proud of me for the good job I did.
And for a second I felt proud too.

Yesterday my two golfing buddies called me
for playing golf today. My Sukjoo will join also
so that four of us agreed to tee off at noon
according to the Daylight Saving Time.
When I woke up, it was 29 degree F outside.
Although the sun is shinning,
the temperature is only 38 degree now at
10:40 AM.
Sukjoo and I figure it should be mid-forties
before we should venture going out to play.
We are going to bring home our golf bags
today after playing.
We figure the golf season in Michigan is
probably over after today.
So this is the way once again our golf season
here in Michigan may be ending.
I must say Sukjoo and I will have some fond
memories, though.

Like the Zen master is saying,
I seem to be getting myself ready and awake
to catch the rare natural commodities, i.e.
the sun light and the right temperature
to play golf and have fun to the last day
of the vanishing golf season in Michigan.
Perhaps this is how I can make myself
happy in my life.