Thursday, February 7, 2013

Every day is Friday.

It has been one of those weeks where every day is Friday. 

At some point the realization that I will have to come into work the next day jars me back to the reality of what day it actually is.

Today's reality check came when I was thinking about the up coming weekend.  I ordered The Plot Whisperer and it will be delivered today. Squee.  My brain cleared its throat, so to speak, and let me know that I'd jumped the gun, again.

If I wake up and tomorrow isn't Friday.  I'm going to rent Groundhog Day and stay home.


  1. Oh, I hate when you think it's Friday only to realize it isn't. Of course, when I have to work on Saturdays, then Friday isn't all that special.

    1. I haven't worked on Saturday for a very long time. I'm not sure I'd survive.