"the nicest and the sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens, but just those that bring simple pleasure, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string."
Lucy Maud Montgomery

Thursday, March 19, 2015

time is a clock...

...mull that over for a minute.

I have a small collection of clocks.  Perhaps a dozen or so.  Several of them are too special to part with and no long work except to elicit memories of what once was.  Others are obnoxious but useful and then there is this guy.





I saw him on a clearance table a few weeks ago.  All sad and lonely with a little crack on his face, or maybe that's a wrinkle.  For $3 I bought him home.  You see, I don't see very well and these numbers are large and bold and although it is not an alarm clock I thought I might be able to see the time if it was at my bedside.  So, I brought the little square head home, dusted him off and gave him a new battery.  It works!  I happily added him next to my alarm clock (which I cannot see).  The next day I rolled over, looked up at the new clock and was surprised to see (yay) the time read 3:15.  What the hell?  I jumped out of bed, apologized to the dog and my bladder and quickly got myself together before hubby got home from work.  Not once did I look at another clock in the house or I would have seen that it was only 9:15.  I would have gone back to bed.

With the thought that I must have used an old battery I found a new pack and installed it into the clock.  Yay, it works.  When I went to bed it was still working and keeping time like a trooper.  Once again morning came and time had stopped at 3:15.  This time I didn't panic half as much but did get out of bed.  I really do know better than to think it could really be that late or that I could sleep so long...

With the third battery I started to lose my excitement for the little square clock that I could see perfectly.  I was not surprised to see it 3:15 again the next morning.  I am afraid the little clock is defective.  Or perhaps it is a foreboding of an event to take place at 3:15.  Don't know if it is a.m. or p.m.  but he is still standing there, proud as can be, with the time stuck a 3:15.

9 comments:

  1. Could it by any chance be related to the " Grandfather's clock" that stopped, never to go again?Lovely face, No wonder it came home with you.

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  2. OMGosh---That is just kind of eerie, isn't it? Is it stopped at 3:15 when you go to bed...or just stops on the second go round? I can just see you freaking out though the first time. xo Diana

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  3. I think it has a clog missing at precisely 3:15, Joanne. But it does have a great face!
    I could get into collecting clocks quite easily.....but won't! Control, Jim, control......

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  4. So sorry to hear that your new clock does not work correctly. :-(
    But since you like clocks, perhaps you would like this post at a blog I follow.
    Have a blessed weekend!

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  5. Wonder what it is about 3:15 that stops this little square head ? I have to echo other comments, it is kind of creepy.

    Still, I was laughing because a defective clock recently had me doing the same thing as you did. Jumping out of bed and wondering how I could have slept so long, and quickly doing what was needed for husband's dinner and all the farmyard chores.... only to find after looking at a reliable clock realizing I had done an amazing amount of work pretty early in the day. Hmm... now what will I do with my free time ? Why I took a nap !

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  6. poor little clock stuck at 3:15! It is a cute one though. It is too bad it doesn't work.

    On another note: my other computer died and I finally checked the laptop! So far so good!!!

    Heather

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  7. Something is preventing the wheel from making a complete circle. Take it apart...maybe you'll see the culprit..
    Cute clock.
    hughugs

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  8. Well, what a stubborn little clock!

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  9. I've always loved the saying that "Even a broken clock shows the right time twice a day". But your little clock made me laugh out loud too--even better!

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