Well, somehow it’s Wednesday already. I woke up this morning thinking it was Monday.

Yesterday felt like Monday, too. This is just the opposite of how these feelings usually hit me, e.g. getting out of bed on Thursday morning thinking it’s Friday, then fully waking up and suffering the crushing letdown of realizing the weekend is one day further away than I thought it was.

But this last Monday seems to have been some cousin to Groundhog’s Day. I keep thinking I’m waking up on Monday when I’m not. The week keeps marching along even while I try to march in place. Friday morning’s going to come as quite a shock. I hope I can stand it.