I was sure it was Sunday,and I did all my usual Sunday things which, in reality are not that different from other-day-of-the-week things.
I checked my food stock which consisted of one English muffin, six eggs, a plastic container with the leftovers from dinner, two sad looking carrots and one beer.
I decided that Monday, the following day, would be my day for stocking up on comestibles
And so I ended the day by watching the television and wondering, briefly, why the hostess of some show urged me to watch her show again next Saturday night.
Some funny business from my Canadian provider I thought and went to bed and was awakened by the worthless mutts at the usual 7:30 am. Opened the door for the mutts to go out, made the first pot of coffee and turned on the radio and was perplexed; they were playing the national anthem, a thing they normally do at 7 in the morning. So I called the day and time number ( we do have such a service ) and the robotic man came on and said
Today is Sunday, it is seven am
YIKES
Not only did I loose a day, Saturday, but I also lost an hour.
The Saturday is all gone and I have to wait till spring to get my hour back.
And the worthless mutts don't really care.
1 comment:
OK - I had my saturday, but I had to work 1 hour more that night - it was a LONG night.
The kids still wake up at 5.50 am - I´m wondering if I have to wait until spring to get a good nights sleep;0D
Kisses from me!!
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