In my dream it's Sunday morning.
I wake up ...
Today's the day I've organised to cook and freeze 70lbs of salmon at the synagogue with the help of a friendly friend.
Only - we've forgotten to pick up the salmon the evening before.
I wake up, shrieking.
'Argh! We've forgotten to pick up the fish ...!'
Only it's not Sunday morning - it's Friday.
And we haven't forgotten.
First Born's barmitzvah - 4 wks and counting ...
UPDATE: No, it's 5 weeks and counting. Doh! Scrambled brain ....