A friend of ours asked if he could park his car at our house while he is out of town and needed a ride to the bus station.
We were standing in the kitchen chatting and Richard said, "When will you be back?"
Josh said, "Friday."
I said, "TOMORROW?? Why are you going down just to come back right away?"
Poor Josh just looked at me, and clearly didn't know what to say.
Richard said, "Erin--it's Monday."
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Every day is the same around here~
Thanks for helping me not feel so blonde.
That's Mommytime. Every day is Monday, or Friday or Wednesday.....
lol! a SAHM job hazard :)
I feel that way in the summer too-really, as long as we make it to church one of the days, who cares what day it is?
Hahahahah! Mommy Brain at its best. LOL. I'm glad to know other people do that kind of thing, too.
My retired father-in law keeps track but the days by the newspaper. Sunday is "big paper day" and logically the beginning of the week.
I can just picture the look on ALL THREE of your faces as that went down.....
:)
Thanks again!
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