If I had those days back that I miss every single damn week by now I'd proably have enough to bundle together and make an extra month.
I really thought this was Wednesday, until I saw a Thursday 13 post and thought, oh. Right.
I lost last Saturday too, (probably out somewhere cavorting with the previous week's Tuesday), which basically threw this week into a sieve as far as continuity goes, and when my husband said, wow this week is almost over I thought, he's really rushing it--oh wait--
Now I understand why my mother, in her last year at home kept a methodical calendar on the wall with each day of the month carefully filled in with red crosses. I asked her why, and she said, "that way I don't have to worry which day it is..." I suddenly understand exactly why, now.
Funny how important it seems to know what day it is. The joke about the two hippos in the swamp, and one suddenly says, I keep on thinking it's Tuesday!
ReplyDeleteMy much older, humor impaired, sister I told this to as a little kid, kept asking well, was it some other day or something??
I only need to keep track of the Thursdays now, and when the dentist appt. is--but it's nice to be on the same page as everyone else (at least now and then) when somebody says, "hey, we'll see you Friday, okay?"
DeleteI love that joke, btw.
I think the Importance of Days diminished for me after my husband retired, and there was no place special he needed to be, unless he wanted it that way. After 30 years of Monday to Friday, not knowing or caring what day it was became a luxury we could indulge in.
I did make myself a promise, when he retired I would no longer have to get up at 4 AM in the winter to start the stoves and get things warming for him. And now that I don't have to, I get to sleep in until 4:30. Oy, such indulgence.
So now I tell myself I LIKE getting up that early. Of course I do.
My problem with a calendar would be: even if I developed the habit of X-ing out the day at he same time every day (1st or last thing, for example), every time I looked at it I'd ask myself did I remember to X it? Hmmm...
ReplyDeleteoh, no no. It's much simpler than that. At the beginning of the month she'd take her marker and put a big X on each square. I could never do it one day at a time, either.
DeleteI also have one of those "old people" pill holders, seven days worth. The only way I can do it reasonably accurately is to take it at the same time every night. To hell with the MTWTFSS designations, if I don't know what day it is anyway, that won't do me a bit of good, now, will it.
Luckily they aren't life threatening drugs, so if I miss a day I won't drop dead because of it.
When those blank days crop up from time to time I comfort myself with memories from my 20s or 30s when I'd sometimes play the 'what am I wearing game' in which, without looking down, I'd try to remember what I'd put on that day. Surprisingly difficult sometimes.
ReplyDeleteOh, I love that. But since these days I usually am in what I wore the day before, and even if it isn't, it's still black tights and something with multiple layers on top in the cold weather...
ReplyDeleteI do sometimes hide behind a door and ask my husband what Im wearing. Silence. Long embarrassed silence. I told him once, if I disappeared and the cops needed to know what I was wearing...
Im always amused at those rich bitch movies where the wife is missing or kidnapped, and the cops ask her husband if he could remember what she was wearing...he rushes to the closet, throws it open and says, "my GOD, man her red chiffon is missing, and her black heels. She'd NEVER wear black heels with that..."
Knowing which day Liverpool are playing makes knowing what day it is crucial! But even there, I forget from time to time.
ReplyDeleteI have occasionally thought about sewing the days of the week in my underpants, but this wouldn't help if the washing didn't get done and I had to turn them onside out to wear again.
Therefore, these days I merely try to judge what day it is from when we are due to have sex. So .... November 23 is always special, no matter what day it falls on.
;)
The other problem with days of the week underpants is making sure you're wearing the right underwear for the right day. It can really mess with your mind to realize you've been wearing Saturday and it's actually Tuesday.
DeleteBut not WHICH tuesday...
Go, Liverpool. =)