I admit it, my mental abilities were never the best, but they’ve slipped a bit on me. Sometimes when I make a post on my blog, I come back later to discover it sitting there as a draft where I’d clicked the wrong button. Other times, I make the next morning’s post ahead, then go watch 1-4 hours of “Murder She Wrote.” Later, sometime after midnight, I post it. Unfortunately, I sometimes go on and post it out of habit and the next morning’s post goes up sometime between 10:30PM and midnight. Last night when I went to post the next morning’s post, I noticed that the previous night’s post was still sitting there as a draft. So, last night’s post and this morning’s went out at the same time.
This morning, when the servant’s bell rang at 6:30AM for me to take out Her Royal Lowness, I wasn’t sure whether it was morning or evening, so I had to look to see if the sun was hitting my bedroom blind. It was, so that meant that I wasn’t being roused early from a late afternoon nap but was being woke up from my night’s sleep and it was Thursday. I won’t even go into how often I “live the wrong day.” I had a mind once (or at least half of one). Copyright 7/2/2020