Thy wish was father, Harry, to the thought

[flemmings]

Woke up this morning totally convinced it was Saturday, not just in a vague way but with the concrete sense of Friday night 'done with the week-ness' behind me. So I was only routinely annoyed that FB would wait till Saturday to remind me of a friend's birthday that was certainly on Friday, and the fact that she lives in Japan doesn't excuse it. I was merely puzzled that there was a school crossing guard at Christie- must be a special occasion on at Essex- and I was quite elated that the coffee shop was miraculously empty of noon brunchers and I could get a table. It was only when the owner said 'We only do brunch on weekends' that the first niggles of doubt began. Even when I got to work (fortunately, not late for my shift) I could still barely believe it was really Friday. My time sense said otherwise, and said it very loud.

Time to get back to the B12 supplements, I fancy.

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[kore]

(Aww, Henry IV!)

[flemmings]

After over 40 years. Amazing I remember any of it.

[i-am-zan.livejournal.com]

I've done that too, even worse I convinced girl at the time it was a school day. Got her all dressed and started to walk. (a fleeting thought occurred to me at the time that it was odd that I didn't see the regular mums and dads on their way to school too - but like I said - fleeting) we were almost at the school gates when a kid on a bike waved at us and said 'Auntie - today no school lah!' - Ohh dear.

*hugs* - hope the merging days separate and time comes right for you again. Sometimes it's a struggle isn't it. Ignore me, it's hard not to be hit by maudlin melancholy every now and again these days.

Have a lovely weekend you!

[flemmings.livejournal.com]

And girl very kindly didn't protest that no it wasn't a school day, Mama? Tactful, even as an infant.

It's not maudlin, love, it's a perfectly natural melancholy and tiredness. And yes, life is very sad sometimes. Take care.