My shuttling hours to the moon are very irregular.
On some nights I wake up in the morning wondering where I am.
There are days when, even a Sunday looks like any other day to me.
It makes no difference.
Oh I am the astronaut after all.
I will only start asking what day it is when I walk into a crowded a shopping mall.
Time management has never been a favourite subject
I will probably score a big fat F for this subject.
I turn around and ask A.L the same question all the time.
"What day is it?"
Sometimes he would answer me cheekily and say.
" Today is ladies night!"
Ultimately irritating the boy can be!
On the positive perceptive of mine, everyday is a beautiful Sunday for me.
However I can always improve my sense of awareness with regards to the calender, for the benefit of others around me.
Yes maybe by starting with,
Today Alice blogged @ 0600hrs on Sunday the 5th of July.
And it's not a ladies night!
Oh well at least I try.
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