what day of the week is it?

the alarm went off this morning and instead of hitting the snooze button, we listened while drifting in and out of sleep. i heard the dj mention something about friday, and i asked ryan 'isn't it thursday?' 'no, it is definitely friday,' he said. being home has thrown me into this twilight zone where i don't even know what day it is. further, i am not even excited about the fact that it is friday! i am looking forward to ryan being home for the weekend so we can hang out, but the thrill of knowing i have two days off before i have to go to work is gone. saturday and sunday are just days like any other. weird!