… no matter how many times I get the day wrong, today is not Friday, and tomorrow therefore is not Saturday. Today is Thursday, so it’s not payday and my wife is not making a grocery run tomorrow, and I am going to see most if not all of the same co-workers I saw today while I am at work tomorrow. Because just because it’s a teacher record day tomorrow and we do not have kids does not actually transform Thursday into Friday, regardless of how much I might really, really want it to.

… and I’ve been staring off into space for a good twenty minutes, so apparently this fact has broken my brain.