Ever get lost in your calendar and become convinced it’s another day? Several weeks ago I spent an entire Thursday sure it was only Tuesday. Every time I remembered, it was like this little bonus. Today, however, it didn’t work out so well, as it was Friday in my mind while everyone else was slogging through another Wednesday. Every hour or two something would happen to remind me that I was the one who was confused. The frequent jolts back to the Land of Reality were unpleasant at best.
If anything, this evening’s activities made the condition worse. Nothing says the weekend has arrived like an evening get-together on a friend’s back porch, complete with margaritas and snacks. I’m now at risk of not going in to work at all tomorrow morning, and have instructed one of my coworkers to call me if I don’t show up. I almost hope she doesn’t; I could use the sleep.
Please understand — I really like my job, and I love most of the people I work with. But, Lord help me, I do despise my alarm clock. And so I yearn for the weekend with every fiber of my being, just so that I can wake at dawn out of habit instead of obligation, which probably explains my confusion about the days — it is my body’s way of telling me I need a Saturday, no matter what the calendar says.
The chronological confusion has only worsened since our evening margarita consumption, not just because of the alcohol but because of an incident that occurred shortly afterward. Now I’m not even certain what year it is. 1989? 1991?
Here’s why, and this one’s really embarrassing, so be gentle. Turns out there’s a New Kids on the Block, version 2.0, complete with a group blog wherein each member signs his name with an exclamation point. (Yes! You, too, can read blog entries from Danny!, Jonathan!, Donnie!, and Joey Mac!! Isn’t it exciting!) They even have new music, which is where my chagrin kicks in, because to my everlasting shame I found myself almost sort of kinda tempted to tap my foot to “Summertime” when it played on the radio a few minutes ago. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not about to go buy the cassette tape and listen to it forty-eight times in a row like, uh, some people I know did during their first round of popularity. (Hey, I never claimed to be proud of my middle school years.) But it was kind of catchy. It also whisked me right back to the late eighties, a time I try not to visit all too often.
Before being reintroduced to NKOTB this evening I still knew what year it was, even if I couldn’t always pinpoint the day with 100% accuracy. Now I can’t even be certain of that much. At least I have music and margaritas to console me. Sing along with me, will you?
hey, there’s no shame in the New Kids game! 🙂 I loved them then and i’m beyond excited for their reunion now!
*News Flash* Caryn, the NKOTB are performing on The Today Show tomorrow…in case anyone’s interested.
Oh, I remember them. But it was mostly my little sister who listened to them.
And have you noticed the 80s fashions popping up in all the stores lately?
That’s great, Virginia! I hope you get to see them in concert.
Wow, Robin. I had no idea. I’m so out of the loop when it comes to television.
Ilana, I’ve seen that, too! It is NOT a good era to remember, fashion-wise. Remember leg warmers? Jelly shoes?
I actually have that ‘what day is it’ problem frequently. It’s a bummer, because I usually think it’s a day earlier than it is, which means I have extra catching up to do! UGH.
Thanks Caryn for stopping by. Wow, it was fun to see a comment there. I hope to have tons of fun in the Keys!! Even with three kids under four, lol.
Cute post. I used to love NKOB, sighhhhhhh.
Jessica from BookingIt
so weird. i was watching the BBC world news last night and you know the part where they show the stock market closing and goofy people banging the hammer and ringing a bell? they often have celebs do it and last night it was NKOTB!
You had me going with you, giving you a “right on” through the alarm clock issues and then you lost me at NKOTB. Oh my. So, about those alarm clocks. I hate them, too. Especially since mine goes off sometime between 4:45-5:00, depending on the day (and yes, that is A.M.!). As you can imagine, I cannot wait for the weekend either.
BTW, thanks for stopping by at my little blog. I always love getting comments from new readers. And then trying to figure out how they found my blog. Usually it’s not so tough – our blogrolls have at least one thing in common. You, though? You’ve got me stumped. Congrats!
That blog is quite the find. I’m so proud NKOTB seems to have grown up to model suits for JC Penney (only explanation I can come up with for that look). Do they pose in Penney’s undies too?
Katie, I actually like it when I think it’s earlier than it is — as long as it’s a weekday. Then I get to keep reminding myself that I’m closer to the weekend than I had suspected.
Jessica, thanks for reciprocating the visit. I’m jealous of your trip to the Keys!
Joanne, that’s crazy! Sounds like they are making a big-time comeback. I never would have expected it. And at the stock market closing on BBC world news, no less?
Sorry, Nilsa! If it helps, I’m not exactly running out to get their newest CD (or whatever). I just didn’t think it was as awful as I would have expected. And thanks for reciprocating the visit. I think I clicked over from one of your comments on another blog — maybe I Blog, Therefore I Am.
Stacy, I was so curious that I had to go to their actual website, and when I saw the blog link at the top I just had to click. And I loved the Penney’s comment!