I have to admit, there are some mornings when the first question I ask myself is "what day is it"? I suppose it has something to do with the business and busyness of the season. When everything is directed to a few events, it's almost impossible to think of the day. I mean I know it's morning and when the alarm goes off, I know the time.

It's just the day of the week I have a few problems with.

Perhaps it does stop me from waking up screaming.