Wait...It's Tuesday?

As usual I woke up just a little before my alarm. Without opening my eyes I knew that the blasted beeping would begin any minute because I could hear the birds; the natural indicator that I should be rolling out of bed for my run.

In between the sprints that I've started to incorporate into my daily run I thought to myself, "Alright! It's Wednesday, I'm halfway to vacation!" Then I remembered, no, it's Tuesday. To say I felt a little deflated is an understatement. My whole outlook on the day instantly soured. It felt like I was taking a giant step backwards and getting further from my vacation (I leave on Sunday), even though, in reality, I am a day closer to it.

When my coworker, Tia, got to work she came up to me and said, "When Glenn asked me which I book I needed I told him, 'I don't need any books...it's Wednesday, I don't have class.' He looked at me and said, 'Tia, it's Tuesday.' He just about broke my heart!" I laughed and told her I'd thought the exact same thing since waking up this morning and have been continually reminding myself that it is, in fact, Tuesday.

It turns out at least two more of my coworkers have been feeling the same. I can't quite figure it out. Why is it that we can get so thrown off about days of the week? I was ready to chalk it up to the fact that I have next week off, but these other people don't and they, too, keep getting a day ahead of themselves. To make matters worse, today feels like it's dragging. On top of that I currently have the attention span (and patience) of a gnat.

I am consoling myself with the fact that Nova is on tonight...and I think it'll be a good one (it's the Great Inca Rebellion. I'm really excited and, yes, again, I know I'm a nerd!). I have 2 hours and 10 minutes left until I can bolt out the glass door of the 27th floor, book it 1/4 of a block, down through the Comcast building (with a quick glance at the awesome screen in the lobby) and on to SEPTA for a painfully long commute home (funny how it always feels too short in the mornings). Hopefully this afternoon will move faster than this morning (maybe in inches instead of millimeters? Maybe?).