I hate you, daylight savings.

I used to think 'falling back' for daylight savings was like a gift from the heavens.  I mean really, an extra hour of sleep?  Appears as if magic?  How could you go wrong?

That is, unless your little rooster decideds 5:30am is the new 6:30am, because her body doesn't follow any of this 'daylight savings' crap-ola.

Cock-a-doodle-doo.