SO FAR AND NO FURTHER
Dear Week 38, What’d I ever do to you? You’re killing me and I’m only halfway. Cut me some slack, will ya? Kisses, Lizardek In Sweden, a lot of things are reckoned according to what week it is. I don’t know if that’s a common thing elsewhere in Europe or if it’s peculiar to Swedes. All I knew when I first moved here was that there were 52 weeks in the year, but I have no mental calendar to figure out what week it is on any given workday, after about week 12 or so. Thankfully, awhile ago I discovered...