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.
Grr.
The Limboland Hotel revisited
20 hours ago
I've had the same. I think it's because I had last Monday off for de-glastonburising.
ReplyDeleteI often get like that on a Thursday, which is even more disappointing...
ReplyDeleteDays have lost all meaning for me at the moment, I only knew it was Tuesday cos I took my boy to swimming.
ReplyDeleteYou must becoming an American, as our holiday, the 4th of July is Wednesday, and the parties have already started.
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