My brain has done everything in its power to conveniently disregard both yesterday and today, assuming them both to be wildly different days. Made certain things seem very weird to be happening at work when they aren’t supposed to happen… until the weekend.
New schedule yesterday? “Oh, that’s odd. Those don’t usually go up until Friday or Saturday, I wonder why so early.” Somehow had it figured it was Tuesday.
Call my mother a few hours ago? “You in the box right now? Busy with a customer?” Couple seconds dead silence before she laughs. “It’s Sunday, the bank isn’t open today. No to both of those questions.” Today I think it’s Monday.
I work retail and can be scheduled any day of the week, so I kind of never know what day it is, even though I also have to at work, because different things have to be done on different days, especially Sundays.
I also forget that I need to be aware of sportsball schedules, especially NFL, because it’s insanely busy (up until game time) when the local team plays on a weekend afternoon. NCAA basketball too, when that season arrives. I only did half the stuff I was scheduled to do today because we were super busy and a ton of people called out, so I had to do the part that absolutely had to get done and then go run self checkout the rest of the day.
I am very thankful that we came through the storm as well as we did, considering how bad others around us fared.
We went to our daughter’s house in town and the devastation in her area was catastrophic. So many homes demolished from trees. Tons of roads still closed due to large amounts of downed power-lines and trees.
Luckily the tree that hit their house was small and it didn’t break through the roof.
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I am so very happy that the pecan trees at the start of our section of the grove have stayed standing thus far.
