You’d think when I made fun of Angie for having her TT up on Wednesday, she might have said something. Or when I was whining about how hard it was to be working on my TT and only have 10, she or Jaci or Mel or Mandy might have mentioned Thursday was pretty much over. But no.
Or when my husband was moving toys and trailers around last night in preparation for picking up the new sled Friday night and I asked him why he was so worried about it since he had two days left, you’d think he might have said something. But no.
I had to go into my DVR and see what I taped last night in order to figure out what day it is today. And that’s why Ezmerelda’s not here.
(Today’s Friday, right?)