It's been nearly a month since I was on vacation yet I continue to struggle with one of Life's Most Challenging Questions each morning:
Over the holidays it didn't matter if it was Saturday or Wednesday... they were all un-working days, so who gave a crap which exact day it was? It was a blissful two weeks. * Sigh *
But here it is, nearing the end of January, and I still lay in bed wondering... is it Thursday? No, Wednesday! Ummmm... it doesn't feel like Friday....
And I think I know why.
I blame it on TV. Yep. It HAS to be because my regular shows have yet to return to Prime Time.
Tres sad but tres true.
I used to know it was Thursday when the previous night we dumbed down to America's Next Top Model. Mondays I would be mentally smacking those idiots who made the wrong choices on The Amazing Race Sunday night. But now? Nothing. Nada. You'd think Friday would be easy to figure out; but without rehashing the latest Survivor episode in my head, I am lost.
But not "Lost"-lost... I never did start to watch that show when it first aired, and then it was too late; I was out of the loop. I guess I'll have to invest in the DVDs now. Errrr... but I digress....
Lately the only day I am absetively posolutely certain of is Tuesday. That's because my favorite show, "The Big Bang Theory", is back with new episodes on Monday nights. Bazinga!
But until the rest of our regularly-scheduled
mind numbing, time sucking programs return, it looks like I'll need to locate a bedroom clock that displays the day of the week now too.
Because I'll be REALLY pissed if I accidentally get up at 5:30 am on a Sunday.
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