Turns out it’s Wednesday…

Posted on September 12th, 2012

So today I woke up and I was so happy. First, the alarm barely went off next to my head. Next it was Friday. Yay! I turned to Harry, snuggled in and said, “Ooh, it’s Friday. Aren’t you glad the week is almost over?”

And there was a dead silence, then Harry said, “It’s Wednesday.”

Seriously? Seriously? I was happy knowing it was Friday. The man had to burst my bubble with truth. Oh, sure I know he’s not to blame for the calendar…but still. The least he could have done was gone along with my idiocy for two minutes so I wouldn’t have Wednesday sprung on me like that.

On the other hand, he was thrilled. Turns out the moment he took to think after I announced it was Friday was not so he could break the news gently to me that it was, indeed, Wednesday. It was because he was having a nightmare that it was Monday.

I honestly and truly hope our son turns out to be smarter than us.