Monday, January 17, 2011
Here is a conversation via text message between myself and my chap (I am in italics, because they're girly):
Hey, want to meet up some time next week? xxx
Yeah well I figured we'd meet up at the weekend anyway. xxx
Ok, sounds good. I reckon we should get sushi :) xxx
Yeah sure. I could come over Monday if you'd prefer. I don't know if you have anything planned. xxx
Monday as in tomorrow? I have Red Cross stuff on. The weekend is fine if it's ok for you too. xxx
I meant Monday as in your birthday :P
True story. Time kind of sneaks up on you like that sometimes. I wouldn't go so far as to say I'd forgotten my birthday - I knew that it was soon - I'd just forgotten how soon it was.
So, as one might expect, as I am getting older I am becoming senile. It's the only explanation. Who's surprised?