I’m all messed up week-wise. All morning I’ve been thinking it’s Wednesday, because I went into the bookstore yesterday instead of today on Tuesday, my usual day. However, the writing jam has been switched from Thursday to Tuesday (possibly temporarily due to yet more schedule changes), which is today – or so my calendar tells me. My brain is struggling to maintain the Wednesday-day-after-work truth simultaneously with the Thursday-writing-jam-day truth, along with the Tuesday-according-to-the-calendar truth. It’s very sad, but I think I’m getting a headache from trying to figure out what day it is.

The solution is probably to stop thinking altogether and go check on the laundry.