"Yaayyyy!!! It's finally Friday!!! I've been waiting for this day forEVER.
Why does my phone say Thursday?
My brain says Friday.
So it must be Friday, right?
This was the sad conversation I had with myself on my way to work today. (Yes, I even did a fake sob out loud.)
I have been so off this week. My inner clock told me it was Thursday yesterday but obvs it wasn't so this morning I woke up thinking/feeling like it was Friday. Why, brain? Why would you do that to me?
Hopefully tomorrow I don't think it's Saturday and decide to not show up for work.
By the way, this popped up on the Google searches that led to my blog. I bet they were sadly disappointed.
"Bears attacking a gladiator"