Time Zones

It was this morning looking at the clock when I had one of those “blinding flashes of the obvious.” I meant to discuss a problem caused by Apple’s latest update to their operating system in yesterday’s post. But the mind was blank or tire. Actually, there are two problems with the latest iOS but the calendar one is the issue at hand.

It is easy on my phone when adding something to the calendar to set the time zone for the actual event so that I don’t have to calculate it. Not so on the Mac. I didn’t think about it when I added the RCPS-TM meeting to the calendar. It was at 1700 in Glasgow. Basic hint – that it NOT 1700 in SF. As a result, at 0900 I didn’t have a clue or a reminder and was standing in line in front of the post office to mail a package.nd 

In fact, I didn’t figure it out till around 1600 when a reminder popped up on my phone for the even which was obvious over by hours.

Which leads me to today – it is Erev Yom Kippur. I am not a member of any of the local synagogues, It just seemed too much effort when we moved back, and then there was various health issues, grad school and the pandemic. As a result, I have decided that I am just find attending services remotely at Central Synagogue which is located in NYC. They do a superb job of live stream. There are no glitches, there are no audio problems.  In fact, the only challenges is that they are in a  US Eastern Time Zone (see comments above). Over all, the advantages out weigh the time challenge. 

 

About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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