Monday...er...Tuesday

I woke up this morning at 6:30 ish to pokes in the ribs, and “Will you change the baby.” (Note the absence of a question mark. It was a rhetorical question in the form of a statement.) So I got up and changed the little guy, handed him back to Keri and crawled back into bed. As I drifted back in to snooze-land I was correct in thinking that today was the first day of the week, because of the holiday. My snooze inhibited logic failed, however, when it made the assumption that the first day of the week was still Monday. The thought process was as follows:

Today = First Day of Week
First Day of Week = Monday
Monday = Labor Day Holiday
Labor Day Holiday = No Work Today
No Work Today = Sleep in until at least 9:00

At 6:55 I was again being poked in the ribs:
Keri: “Aren’t you going to get up and shower?”
DrewBee: “But its Monday……”
DrewBee: “Oh, damnit…..its Tuesday, isn’t it.”
Keri: “Yea.”