My hand thinks that it is May. I've had to write the date several times today, and almost every time I've had to stop myself from putting a "5" for the month. I don't get it.
I just had a very good lunch- a sandwich of the leftover pork barbeque from Sunday. I'm really tired now, though, to the point that I'm having difficulty keeping my eyes open. I have a feeling that I'd just fall asleep if I sat still long enough. It may be time for a cup of tea.
Yes, tea. Good idea.