what day is it?

when I woke up this morning I had to ask Bill what day it was. unfortunately it is Monday, so I had to get up, help get the boys sorted and go to work.

i was good for not very much at work. i spent ages going through a database of publications and capitalising all the titles (why didn't the person who put them in do that in the first place? possibly becasue she doesn't know about the capitalising titles convention?)

i then went to try and explain something about tables in MS Word to the boss. I kept trailing off halfway through sentences and I don't think i manged to explain anything very successfully. The boss suggested I go home. so i left about 30 minutes early.

and have had lunch and coffee and chocolate, and it hasn't helped.

I really need to go through the playroom closet and find the trousers of TT's graduation from nursery outfit so that N can wear it on Wednesday. but really, i think all i am good for is sitting on the sofa. i'm not even sure if my eyes will focus well enough to knit.

i don't know if it's still post-chemo tired, or not sleeping becasue of chilean indecision tired. or a bit of both.

whichever, i'm bloody tired today.

what day is it again?