3 December, 2002
Talk about disoriented. When I woke up today, I swore it was Sunday. I was all ready to snuggle back under the covers and get more sleep when I realized…nope, ’tis Tuesday. Now, I can understand the occasional sleep-induced-wishful-thinking-haze of thinking Thursday is Friday, but mistaking Tuesday for Sunday? When I went to work on Monday? That’s just odd.