Let’s do the time warp again
Lately, I’ve noticed that I can’t seem to remember what day it is. I’m finding that the only way I can keep it semi-straight on about 4 of the weekdays is by what TV show was on the night before, or what will be on that night.
Tuesday is NCIS, Thursday is Survivor and all the other days just fall in relation to those two days.
Example: Wednesday morning I think to myself “Well, I know it is Wednesday, because I watched NCIS last night.”
I believe I’ve mentioned to you how terrible I am at keeping the year straight and how long I’ve been married.
Just the other day, I was convinced that I was 33 (I’m 31) and couldn’t figure out why a long lost friend from my year in high school was talking about what it was like turning 30 last year. I kept thinking “Was she always that much younger? Did her parents put her into school early and I just forgot about that? Why wouldn’t I know that? Why do I remember that we all got our driver’s licenses the same year?”
*sigh*
I had another run-in, on 9/22/05 when I specifically went over the calendar to check the date. I wanted to be certain to write down the correct date in my lab notebook and on all of my materials for the day.
But did I write 9.22.05 on everything? Oh NO! I wrote 9.20.05 on everything.
And WHEN did I realize it? When I was on a bus the next morning and there was a digital thing at the front of the bus saying “Today is 9/23/05.”
Doh!
To top it off this whole date thing, HB and I were discussing his multiple weeks of unused vacation time and I told him that he needed to remember to save some for our high school reunion next year.
His email response: You mean our 15 year reunion that will take place in 2007?
Just call me – Chagrined.
I guess I was mixing it up with my 10 year college reunion that is next year. I KNEW there was a reunion next year! Nevermind which one it is.
*sigh*
You know what this means, right? This means that if I’m ever in an accident and the EMTs try to assess my mental state by asking me what day it is, how old I am, or even what YEAR it is, that upon hearing my answers they will immediately conclude
“suffers from neurological damage and dementia.”