I thought yesterday was Thursday.

I thought yesterday was Thursday. It was your typical mid-week gaffe.

But lately I’ve been spending a lot of time at work, or thinking about work (on my off days), and the day of the week doesn’t really matter anymore. I should have figured out I was wrong if I turned on a TV, but now that I have TiVo, the time of day and day of the week are meaningless (I’m always a few days out of sync with what is on TV). My last ditch indicator, the clock on my computers, shows the time of day and not the date or day, unless you mouseover it and wait, which I never do.

So I thought it was Thursday all day yesterday, and today I leaped out of bed feeling great, because it was Friday. And just now, looking at an email header, I realized I was off.

Crap.