For some reason, Thursday seems to be the day where I have the most trouble determining which day of the week it is.
Something positive for today: The trash and recycling came early, so I don't have to leave the containers outside all day in this freezing drizzle that's supposed to turn to snow. (I know, I'm reaching here.)
I think it is an excellent day to go back to bed and stay there.
That sounds nice... even if I have been staying in bed pretty much all day every day for the past two weeks...