Saturday, December 28, 2013

Six Word Saturday

Losing track:  what day is it?

The extra time off work is messing with my equilibrium. I got up this morning really excited to read the Sunday paper.  Getting the morning paper here is a project:  I have to bundle up and walk out to the mailbox by the main road.  Imagine my irritation when I got all the way out there and there was no fat Sunday paper balanced on top of the mailbox.  God dammit!  Our paper delivery has been a bit unreliable lately, but it bugs me more when it is the Sunday paper.  I looked inside the mailbox.  Inside, there was a Saturday paper.  Stupid Saturday paper.  Who cares about the Saturday paper?  Yesterday's news.  I stomped home in a temper.  I am calling customer service!  This is an outrage!  I was just about to pick up the phone when I remembered.  Imagine what a great blog entry it would be if I had made the call.

4 comments:

  1. Thank goodness! I was putting my disorientation down to advancing age, Kate :) Szczesliwego Nowego Roku!

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  2. This long break makes every day Saturday. ;)

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  3. I am off from work until Thursday and expect to have no idea what day it is at least half the time until then! I just hope I figure it out in time to make sure I go back . . . :-)

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  4. Oh its really late and Im trying to catch up with bloggy stuff,I have nearly done what I wanted to do and then I read this and I dissolve into fits of giggles,oh you have made my night! Love it :-) X

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