- On tuesday, I left a voicemail for a friend of mine. My v-mail began like this, "Hey, it's me, it's 8:30 on wednesday... ...um... ...no, wait, it's tuesday!..."
- Last night, thursday, I was making plans to get together with somebody. I had plans to go to my mom's house that evening, so I was trying to think of a better day. I had plans for friday, but then I thought to myself, "What about thursday?" It was weird, because I felt really really certain that I had some kind of plans for thursday, but for the life of me I couldn't think of what. I kept thinking, "Dinner with mom today, work on my paper on friday, but what about thursday, what do I have scheduled for thursday??" Finally I pulled up my calendar, and I saw Dinner With Mom, and I realized, "Ohhhhh, today is thursday!" Then I felt a little silly.
- People keep asking me what I'm doing over the weekend, and I keep wondering why, because the weekend seems like it's still a long time from now.
- Today somebody posted, "Happy Friday!", and I thought to myself, "Strange, she's early with that, I wonder why she thinks it's friday already."
There have been many other confusing moments, though not as major. Weird, huh? I feel utterly disconnected from the normal flow of time, and I can't seem to keep track of where I am in the week. I don't know why!
The only good thing about this is: even though I don't feel like it's friday, it is. So I don't have to work tomorrow. Yay!