I wake up, look at the time, 915am, shit I overslept, I know it's a Sunday and that's fine but I have stuff to do and wanted to be up earlier. So I jumped up slid two slices of toast into the toaster, poured a juice, flopped on the couch, flicked on the TV to catch the news (hey I didn't say I had important stuff to do, just stuff) and it's only 8.28 am.......whaaaaaaaaaaaaat??
How did I manage to travel back in time between the kitchen and lounge room, is my toaster a time portal?
God bless daylight saving and god bless my inability to pay attention to when it ends.