To highlight this phenomenon I provide this quote from my recently retired friend Richard....
"This afternoon I made what seems to be a daily run to Lowe's/Home Depot/Car Parts Store. I couldn't find a parking place at Home Depot. The store was crowded, and some dude was elbowing me out out of the stainless steel screw section. Then it hit me, duh huh Homer, it's Saturday. As Tom says every day is Saturday. I now have no idea what day of the week it is.
The first weekday I was retired I made a comment to a friend that every day felt like Saturday now......you know that feeling you had back in your workaday life when you woke up Saturday first thinking you had to get up and go to work, and then that wonderful, delicious feeling which swept over you as you realized it was Saturday, and no, you didn't have to go to work for two days.
For those who need help knowing which day is 'Real Saturday' a 'Day Clock' like the one above will come in handy for a few months until your internal body clock adjusts to this new concept.
So, here is the rundown on our 'Real Saturday'.......it rained all Friday night and well into the early morning hours of 'Real Saturday', but then the cloud cover began to break up a little. Normally we would have driven over to the Wittmann Flea Market on 'Real Saturday', but the 1.3 miles of local dirt roads we would have to traverse to get to pavement were a muddy mess, and no place for a low profile VW Bug.