When I was a staff nurse, the absolute worst thing that could happen was having to work a night shift when we turned the clocks back. We did get paid for that extra hour, but I didn't care. I'd give back the money to not have to work a 13-hour shift. Yech. I didn't think it was possible to hate the time change more than I did then.
Gracie woke up at 3:08 today. On a normal day, 4:08 would be an unacceptable wake-up time. This morning, it was downright perverse.
Proving once again, you should NEVER say "well, at least it can't get any worse..."