A Day Lost, A Day Found

This morning I woke up, firmly convinced that it was Saturday.

When I was checking e-mail, my computer shut down and had to be restarted. When the screen came up again, it said that it was Friday.

That's wrong, I thought, and went into the "date and time" and reset it to Saturday. But then I went out front and saw all the neighbors' trash cans sitting on the curb. Our trash day is Friday.

I was confused at that point--a truly frightening, am-I-going-crazy? kind of confused, and I called my friend Laurie on her cell to ask her what day it was. I knew Laurie wouldn't laugh at me, or if she did, she would be laughing with me.

Laurie confirmed that today is indeed Friday, and thus I have gained a day. All day yesterday I went around thinking it was Friday--not quite sure how that happened, except that the first half of the week was extremely stressful.

So now, rather stupidly, I can't reset the date on my computer without locating and re-installing some software. Of course, I don't know where the disks are. And that sounds like too much work for my poor brain.

I probably won't get to it unless it really messes up my blogging efforts. Then I'll have to do it.

So, for me, today is still Saturday.

@ Jeanne Sather 2007.

Comments

[jessica]

i know this sort of braintrick all too well. somedays (every day?) it just plain is what it is...your honesty is endearing. and i'm so glad you had someone you felt comfortable calling. that can make all the difference, can't it?

[jessica]

p.s. i can't help but wonder (with an understanding grin), when did you put your trash can out?