Not Friday!

Oh dear. I am feeling very cross with myself. I got this morning wrong. Waking fairly early I decided that as it was Friday my gardener would be arriving at about eight oclock. So up i got, dressed and went downstairs. My gardeners car was not in its usual position so I looked elsewhere because he is never late. Making a coffee I waited. After about half an hour I decided that he must be ill. No other explanation occurred to me. I wondered what I could do for him if he was and looked for his phone number. During this time I went to the place where he puts his car to check. No, it wasnt there so feeling alarmed I made a coffee and sitting down to drink it I switched on the radio. And there it was, the explanation ....It turned out not to be Friday at all. And my gardener wasnt ill or worse...I had just got the day wrong. He is not coming till this afternoon. I checked. And yes I had enough cash to pay him when he arrives. So all this anxiety was just daft! Self inflicted obviously. So I have had my coffee whilst listening to the radio wondering if I am finally going balmy. If I am so be it...sipping my coffee , listening to the radio I am clearly not the only one. But I am not looking for any more explanations. But I am very glad to find that Joe Biden really is the new USA president! Hooray!