It's what day?

Has time ever gotten so far away from you, that you believed it was another day? This not only happened to me recently, but also to a couple of my coworkers.

I woke up one day last week and I thought it was Saturday. I was happy because although I work on Saturdays, it's my "Friday" and the highway for my drive into Sacramento, usually is very light with traffic. It's a nice, relaxed drive to work. Then it hit me, it wasn't Saturday, but Thursday. Seriously, how could I have been so off on the days? Wishful thinking perhaps.

Today, I was heading to my desk when I saw one of my coworkers in the break room making fans. We give fans to guests who are going on one of our walking tours. We call it 1850 air conditioning. I was surprised to see her, because she normally doesn't work on Fridays. I went over to wish her a good morning and found out she thought it was Saturday. She is scheduled to work tomorrow with me, but she truly believed it was Saturday and she wanted to get in early, so her husband told her he had an appointment nearby and he would give her a ride to work.

She didn't realize it wasn't Saturday until our supervisor saw her and asked why she had come in. She wanted to get in early, and by golly she did, a whole day early.

Her husband wouldn't be able to pick her up for a couple of hours, so she started making fans.

Later in the day, I'm walking to my desk and my supervisor asks me, "What's the date, the 5th"? "No," I corrected, "It's the 7th".

Gee, how time flies. It seems as soon as we hit September, the weeks go at full speed until the end of the year. Hold on tight, the busy season is just starting and I'm sure you to will be questioning the day.