Have you ever experienced a Wednesday that felt like a Monday? Or a Tuesday that felt like a Sunday? Well, thanks to this year's holiday, that's what my week's been like, so far.

Monday was odd, because it felt like a Friday. Tuesday was weird because it felt like Saturday and Sunday, all rolled into one -- and with no spare time to get the laundry done.

Today, after just one day off, it was back to work, sending this week's paper to press. It wasn't as long or as difficult as I imagined it would be, but last week was still easier. Nevertheless, I was on the road at a decent hour (although it felt like it was past my bedtime). Of course, there was traffic. And the inevitable errands (which also got lost in the shuffle of my faux weekend). And then I had to feed the car ($48!) so I could head back to work in the morning and do it all over again.