The day before the last week of the first month of the year I practiced writing out the new year in the proper digits.
The first time after the third of a series of six doctor’s visits the man got a clean bill of health.
Later than usual while the audience was leaving the theatre at the close of a three-hour movie, the clean-up crew began the job previously done at an earlier hour.
Right now is better than waiting an hour or two, and actually, it is the perfect moment to make an announcement of an event occurring in the future.
Time flies and catching the second hand on the clock is a worthless exercise unless you are a marathon runner.
The day after is often the better of the two.