Ever have one of those days where you look up and it’s suddenly 9:30 p.m. and you have no freakin idea what you did all day?
Nothing constructive, that’s for sure.
I know I was up by 7:30 this morning. I remember coffee, then getting on the internet. Oh, I did get my nails done. I remember that part. Then I went to dinner with Charlie and to the mall. (Okay, I MIGHT remember shopping, but only because of that great sale at Banana Republic *g*).
But now it’s 9:30 and I haven’t done a damn thing. The laundry I put in the washer at 10 this morning is still in there. There are dishes in the sink. The chapter of my book I was working on is still at the same paragraph it was on last night.
Clearly some kind of time warp.
And why don’t the laundry faeries ever come to my house? But that’s a topic for another day
Jaci….off to find her missing day