Thursday, November 9, 2017

time warp/brain fart

Now, at 8:52, I have finally gotten things sorted out.

When I went into the other room six or eight minutes ago to rouse my wife and find out if she were going to work, I told her it was 8:30.

"You're right," she said groggily. "It is 8:30 night."

I have been operating as if morning were in full swing when in fact it is not.

Oh well, what's 12 hours between friends?

It's another excuse to sleep, I suppose.


  1. I sometimes wake up from a nap a little confused about when I am.

  2. Needs more context.

    Unlike olcharlie, I wondered if you were having a seriously senior moment.