Tuesday is the worst.
Sunday morning -- it is later than you think. OK, whatever, get a move on.
Monday morning -- ugghh, feeling off kilter, gotta get up in the dark and get a move on.
Tuesday morning --I've been hit by a bus, run over by a train, trampled by elephants, cannot move.
The Tuesday after the daylight savings switch was always the worst day in the elementary school year for student alertness, teacher coma and kids getting hit in the face with a ball in P.E.
Wednesday will be better.
Interesting, I can't think of a children's book on the subject of daylight savings, even nonfiction.
This morning my own entling moaned , "Why do they do this to us?"