Well, it's Friday. That means absolutely nothing to me. While my weekly schedule covers days, those days have no names. One is the same as the other. For someone who likes to have his life fairly well organized, this is a pisser. Routines organize, and routines require specificity. The only things specific in my life are the hours I work: 10:30 - 7:00. Time off is not guaranteed. I work with an associate who is almost daily requesting days off - he's trying to write his own schedule. As you might guess, he is also a Republican and a supporter of The Big Lie.
Anyway, my new phone arrived yesterday. It took me about an hour to set it up since this was the first time I've ever gone through the whole process by myself. I picked the Pixel up at the store and the clerk took care of the activation. Last night it was just me. The only thing that didn't copy over were my apps, everything else, notes, pictures, videos, transferred smoothly. While the sim card in the old phone no longer works, there's nothing wrong with the phone itself, so it has now become my permanent alarm clock.
And, of course, It's honeysuckle time.