You can’t swing a dead social media site around without hitting someone wishing you a “Happy Leap Day.”
It’s freaking Monday, people. There is nothing happy about that. There is nothing to celebrate. Start gathering your old pictures for throwback Thursday and quit annoying those who work for a living.
I fully understand the need for leap year. Our planet actually takes 365.2422 days to orbit the sun instead of a precise 365 days as divided up on our calendars. The extra day every four years helps keep things in sync. Blah, blah blah.
What I don’t understand is this: if we have to add a day to the calendar, why do we add another workday like Monday? Why don’t we add another Saturday?
Here’s how it would have worked this year. Saturday would have been February 27th. Then we would have Leap Day Saturday (no number needed) as a second bonus weekend day. Then we would have had Sunday the 28th. And then Tuesday March 1st. Voilà! Extra weekend day–no Monday. Our calendars are synced with the Universe. Win-win!
And if you really want to make people happy, let’s add this day in August when we can cook out, play golf and enjoy an extra Saturday of nice warm weather. No offense, February, but you suck. And you already have Groundhog Day and Valentine’s Day. Poor old August has got nothing. Win-win.
And while we are at this, let’s do something about daylight saving time. I have no problem with getting an extra hour of sleep in the fall. But when we move the clocks forward in the spring, why must we lose an hour of sleep? Why not move the clocks ahead at 2 PM and lose an hour of work!
Write me in for President and I will make sure that these pressing issues are addressed as soon as possible. Or at least in four years.
Today’s Daily Prompt that inspired this post: LEAP.