This afternoon, the Husband and I were walking in town when I made eye contact with a man walking onto the sidewalk. He smiled. I said, "Hello."
"Hello," said he.
"Do we know you?" I asked. He looked familiar.
"Oh, well happy Tuesday."
"Happy Tuesday to you."
"It's Monday," said the Husband.
"It's Tuesday," I said.
"Monday, I think," said the man opening the locked gate to a bank parking lot. "You're starting to confuse me."
"Oh, yeah, I was at the museum this morning," I said to the Husband. Lately, I've been volunteering on Monday mornings at our local historical museum. Helping catalog donated items, I am.
"Yes you were," said the Husband.
"Ah, it's Monday." I looked back at the man who we didn't know him even though he looked so familiar. "Have a good one."
"You, too," he said to the Husband and me as we tootled to our car.
Happy Monday, Dear Readers.