Do you ever have a week when you can not figure out what day it is?
And it was not a week that started with a Monday holiday?
That is how I am feeling this week.
The work week did start a half day late due to taking others to appointments and train stations.
And it will end a day early due to a long walk.
But most of my brain thinks of the walk as a weekend walk, which does not include Friday.
And I am staying elsewhere Thursday night to make it easier to get to the early Friday start.
So I need to pack by Wednesday night, and take it all with me to work on Thursday.
Meaning – finding a ride to work on Thursday – with luggage.
The ride to the alternative dwelling is with a work-mate, so getting from work on Thursday is not so much of a problem.
But it has made my work week seem about only two days long.
Many would find that to be a good thing, but I have more to do than I can accomplish in two days.
Back to packing.