I have spent all day today thinking that it was Wednesday.
I'm sure that somewhere in the rational part of my brain (assuming that there is one) I knew exactly what day it was: I still managed to turn up to all the right meetings and I even remembered my appointment this evening at the osteopath... but for some reason, today has just felt like a Wednesday.
Finding out that it was in fact only a Tuesday was something of an unpleasant surprise.
Don't you just hate it when that happens?
I bet my whole week is out of sync now.