Last week was Spring Break for the Prince Mustangs. It was discombulating. Every day felt like Saturday.
The malaise seems to have carried over to this week. I've been one day ahead since Monday.
Thursday is a very busy day for me. There's a sidewalk protest outside Rep. Ciscomani's office at 9, pilates at 10, lunch with Taos Bubbe at the Botanic Garden and then hosting Dr. K and Not- Kathy for the UofA men's basketball Sweet Sixteen appearance in the evening.
I spent yesterday thinking it was Wednesday. I woke up this morning, dressed and packed for my various events scheduled for Thursday, ate a hearty breakfast, then checked my calendar for the Congressman's location.
Oops. Nothing showed up. It's Wednesday.
I changed clothes, went to the hardware store and the garden store, and spent a very productive morning in my garden.
TBG took me out for a drive and lunch, then I settled in to check email, do the Wordle and Strands, and check The Burrow for grammar.
Oops.
No post. Check admin page. Find today's post scheduled for Thursday, which felt like tomorrow last night when I thought it was Wednesday.
Discombobulated.
Tomorrow's post suffers from these same confusions. I apologize in advance. It was supposed to be today's post.
I think I'll stop now.
Yep, today felt like a Thursday to me also. But I insist I am NOT wishing my life away. There are just some days i just don't need.
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