What day is it?

Is it Tuesday? Because I had something planned that day, and if it is indeed Tuesday, I missed it. Dammit.

If it’s Wednesday, that’s cool, because nothing was planned.. but I keep having this feeling it’s Tuesday. If anyone’s reading this that I had plans with on Tuesday, my apologies.

But what if my plans didn’t involve anyone else? I can’t remember. Shit.

I suppose I could ask someone what day it is, but then I would come off as some sort of idiot who didn’t even know what day it was. If it was a stranger I guess that would be okay, because who are they to think of me as someone who doesn’t even know what day it is? I’ve got a lot going on lately, and just because I can’t remember if it’s Tuesday or not shouldn’t be that big of a deal.

I wonder what it was. Maybe I had planned on taking Tuesday to plan something to do on Wednesday. But then if today is Wednesday, which it could very well be, then I’ve just lost two days where I could have potentially been doing something. Something fun. Maybe I planned on cleaning my car out. No, I did that already. Maybe I had an appointment. I wonder what it was? Doctor? Oil change? Gynecologist?

Cripes. I really need to start using a planner. Whatever day it is right now, I will write in the planner “try to remember what day it is.” But if I had a planner, then I would need to know what day it was to write that in as a plan. And that would defeat the purpose, because if I knew what day to pencil in “try to remember what day it is,” I would already know what day it is.

I guess I could just open a page a random, write down that plan and hope for the best.

Gosh, this bugs me.

I was really thrown off by a dream that I had.. I think that’s what started this all. I won’t get into the dream with you other than letting you know the fact that I woke up and couldn’t remember what day it was. Then I woke up this morning wondering what day it was. I also wondered if my dream I just had was really a dream – or did I actually wake up, wonder what day it was, and go back to sleep..? And then wake up the next day wondering what day it was…

Still not sure if that was a dream. Was it?

All I know is there’s a smelly old man with crooked teeth standing outside in the 90 degree hear wearing a sweatshirt. I bet if I asked him what day it is I’d probably end up even more confused than I am now.

Hm.