No I’m not dead

Ava called, all concerned. “What’s wrong with you?”

“Nothing. Why?”

“It’s Saturday,” she told me.

“Alright.” I drew the word out really long like you do when everything is not, in fact, alright.

“You never wrote the Five Things,” she told me.

OH. HOLY. CRAP. What day is it again?

Needless to say, I got all confused with leaving Bank of No Forks early on Wednesday then having Thursday and Friday off. I was horrified that I’d forgotten a day. I ALWAYS post. It kinda drives Ava crazy because I’ll pester her and pester her if I don’t have a topic. And then to just completely blow off a day!? Shocking.

Then I said, screw it. You people will all be OK, right?

Whew. I worried about it there for a minute.