What do you mean it's Christmas Eve? Or I should probably start wrapping presents

I'm confused. Yeah, I know. That's not surprising. I appear, however, to be having trouble keeping track of the days of the week. Damn pandemic. I woke up this morning thinking it was Wednesday, December 23rd. Then my wife - clearly the more reliable timekeeper at my house - wished me a happy Christmas Eve as she ushered the dogs out back for their morning piddle. I raised my eyebrows. "Christmas Eve?" I asked. I was alarmed. "Yes," she replied. And then more slowly, "The ... day ... before ... Christmas." "How did that happen?" I wondered out loud from the comfort of my favorite chair. "I thought it was the day before the day before Christmas." Christmas Eve-eve. I checked the date on my laptop and sure enough, my wife was right. It's December 24th. Good thing she's around. If it were up to me, we'd be celebrating Christmas a day late - at least. Before my wife helped me get back on the correct day of the week, I