The Feel of Friday
This morning, it feels like Saturday but it's Friday. Each day has its own feel to it and it's not a comfortable fit when it doesn't feel right. This morning I ponder the question, "What makes a day feel like it belongs to its name?" It's got to be something I internalize.
When I was a girl, each day had its own identity to the point where homemakers embroidered tea towels to match the day's activity identity. Monday was wash day. I don't have my days pegged like that and yet I discover that I still have a feel for what day it is and today doesn't feel like Friday to me.
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NJ
at 3/25/2005 3:38:15 PM- Right, Mary Lou! There were underpants with the days of the week on them.
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I know exactly what you mean. When I was little there was a rythum in life and knowing what day of the week it was was a part of that rythum . I even had panites with the days of the week on them, and if my mother left the wrong day out I was really upset.