Good morning friends. I’m pretty sure it’s Wednesday, but I could be wrong. This whole week I’ve been a day off, so I could be wrong. Do you have weeks like this? I imagine you do, it’s one of those things that happens to everyone. I had the days themselves right when I was in them, but yesterday I was convinced that today would be Thursday. Saturday I was pretty sure the next day was Monday. I’ve been convinced that I have less time than I do all week.
I’m going to blame the Bible study day shift for my weird sense of timing. We switched days from Wednesday meets to Thursday so that our two current college students could come, since they both have night classes on Wednesdays this semester. So instead of Mom-in-law picking me up on Wednesdays, it’s my father-in-law coming for me on Thursdays. It’s been about three weeks now like that and apparently I’m still not used to it. I mean, I know it’s Thursday now, but somehow instead of that translating to “oh, Wednesday is open” that turned into “Thursday comes after Tuesday, got it.”
It’s crazy how one little change in your normal routine can throw everything off. I don’t even have that much of a routine, and I’m all turned around this week. I anticipate this weekend will be similar as we have a wedding on Friday in the morning, which means instead of my husband getting up to go to work on Friday we’ll be getting up together to get ready to go to a wedding. Not that we haven’t gone to Friday weddings before, just not in the morning. So I imagine that Friday will feel like Saturday and then I’ll expect Saturday to be Sunday. But we don’t have any plans for Saturday, so that might reset the whole thing.
I also keep forgetting it’s still February. Why? Because it’s 60 degrees outside right now. It’s supposed to be 70 on Friday for the wedding, in February. The bride wanted snow on the ground for her wedding. I don’t think that’s going to happen. It’s not even supposed to get really cold again in the foreseeable future. The ten day forecast only has it getting down to the 40s at best next week. I have mixed feelings about this. On the one hand, this is my exact right temperature. It’s warm enough to go out without shivering but not so warm that you’re dying every time you leave the house. It’s pleasantly cool, but it’s also February, when there should be an inch of snow on the ground. It’s not right and I don’t like that, but it’s hard not to enjoy this weather.
At least it will be March soon and this will feel more right, I hope. I mean, not the being in the 70s, quite yet, but slightly warmer, at least. It still feels wrong to be considering bringing the summer stuff up from the basement right now, and thinking about getting a new lawn mower and what I should do with my garden. I could put my plant outside for a little bit, but I’m afraid that we’ll have another cold snap as soon as I do and I’ll forget to bring him in. Still, he could probably use the fresh air.
I think I should have my days straight now, since it is Wednesday and tomorrow actually is Thursday. Hopefully I won’t get all turned around again next week. It’s very disconcerting to be a day off. To have it in your head that tomorrow you’re doing one thing, but in reality that’s not happening for another two days. Anyway, I hope your timeline is more clear than mine. Have a lovely day, my friends.