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As much as I wish I was talking about these beautiful flowers, I’m not. I’m actually referring to my to-do list…

I suppose it would help if I could keep the days of the week straight.  I don’t know if it’s pregnancy-brain or just working-from-home-fog, but today (Wednesday) is the first day this week that I have remembered correctly.  (Wednesday)  And that’s only because I keep reminding myself!  (Wednesday)

It started on Monday, which you’d think I’d recognize, since it comes right after Sunday, which was Easter, and we went to church and there was an awesome special service, AND it’s the first day after the weekend that Hubby goes to work.  I mean, hello?

Well, our small group meets on Monday nights.  So, Hubby came home from work, and after dinner we sat on the couch, where Hubby took a quick nap and I watched TV.  At about 6:55 pm (our group meets at 7:00 pm), he woke up and mumbled “Hey, what time are we leaving?”

I actually cocked my head to one side and squinted (because that always helps me think more clearly) and mouthed the word “leaving…” before I jumped up exclaiming, “Oh crap, it’s Monday!”  Hubby had a good laugh and said, “Well, what day did you think it was?”  I really didn’t have a  good explanation for that one, except that in whatever time zone my brain was in, it wasn’t going to be Monday until tomorrow, somehow…  Yikes!

So then, the next day, I still couldn’t get it together.  I got the mail from the mailbox and put in a book that I needed to send out for my online book swapping club (Paperbackswap.com – it’s awesome.  You should check it out.  Tell them I sent you. :)).  When Hubby got home, I asked him, “Did you check the mail?”  He gave me a funny look and said, “Um, no…the flag’s up.  Doesn’t that mean you put something out there already?”

And somehow my brain had migrated back to La-la-land Time Zone, because my response was as follows: “Oh, I wasn’t sure if I had picked up the mail from yesterday, but that wouldn’t make sense, because yesterday was Sunday!”  Oh.  Wow.  Really?  Hubby used that tone of voice that’s saved for people who wake up with amnesia, “No…honey…today…is…Tuesday…”

I was SO embarrassed!  But!  I DO know that today is Wednesday!  So I’m giving myself a point for that one.  Mostly I keep reminding myself (Wednesday) because last week I forgot what day Thursday was, which happens to be garbage day, which turned out to be the smelliest mistake I think I’ve ever made. 😦  Eww…

So, since today is Wednesday, that means I can put that stinky bin out at the curb (and AWAY from the house) as early as this afternoon, since the garbage heros come at the crack of dawn tomorrow.  Which is Thursday.  See?  I’m getting the hang of this! 🙂 

*Update:  After the garbage truck came and took away the stinky garbage, Hubby came home and hosed out the bin with soapy bleach water.  He’s my Superman. 🙂 

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