I’ve been struggling to differentiate one day from another, particularly since the start of the pandemic. I consistently lose track of the day and have joked that I need to put a whiteboard up here at home with the date just like I did at school.
Today, I worked on assignments for an online class and spent some time relaxing with a book. The day was quiet, yet pleasant. I had dinner with my family. After dinner, I retreated to my recliner in the den, prepared to continue reading. I don’t know what made me think of the day of the week, but something was said about Tuesday and everything suddenly clicked. I shot up out of my chair and said, “It’s Tuesday! I have to blog!” It had not occurred to me that today was Tuesday. I had gone all day without even thinking about the day of the week. Maybe that whiteboard is a good idea! But, who is going to change the date every day? Someone else would have to be in charge of it!