I'll admit it, I sometimes lose track of what day it is. My pill box is usually a good tip off but that is first thing and its effects don't seem to last. There has always been a rhythm to our neighborhood and today's rhythm is a Sunday one. No builders making noise. Parents walking strollers. Quiet everywhere.
Zoe and I went for our walk a little early today since it is getting warm and walking in the cool is way better. But even early there were a lot of people walking. Typical weekend.
So, this is going to be a very confusing week. Thank heavens for trash day. It is a reset to anchor the week, but not for four more days.