12 Aug 2008 - Tell me why, I don’t like... Tuesdays

What is it with me and Tuesdays?

The rest of the week my life seems to bumble along quite happily; making progress through my list of jobs at work and at home, feeling generally contented with my lot in life and feeling comfortable and secure in my surroundings and my place within them. All in all, quite a normal and pleasant existence without unduly frequent episodes of forgetfulness or clumsiness, although I do appreciate that these will inevitably become more frequent as the little grey cells deteriorate and the years advance, but that's normal and I'm pretty much OK with that. Pretty much. I could be quite happy and not feel like I wanted for anything if this was my perpetual state of being.

But then it comes to a Tuesday and it all goes horribly wrong.

I forget my security pass for work necessitating a 20 minute queue for the main security desk to get a temporary one then having to be let into my office by someone else as my office key is on the chain with my pass, or I leave my keys at home, or my wallet or my phone - the last two of which I did today - or I slam my thumb in a drawer, or I forget to post my parents' anniversary card (today again), or I get messages from three different people at work all with urgent things that need doing yesterday which throws out my list of jobs for the week and puts me behind on everything (yep, still today). You get the picture - and there's probably even more smaller things that seem to conspire against me, all building towards one shit-tacular, craptastic, arse-biscuit of a day - and always on a Tuesday.

It's got to the point now where I'm not sure whether it's the Tuesday that's doing it or whether I am making this into a self-fulfilling prophecy by being so unutterably pissed off at waking up to another Tuesday that my mood makes me clumsy and forgetful and generally just a bit more rubbish at everything all day. Whatever the reason, Tuesdays don't like me and I don't like them right back.

So if any one of you happens to bump into me on a Tuesday, please forgive me if I'm a little tetchy or flustered and above all be nice to me because I'm probably having a bad day.