Monday

I don't know what to write? It's Monday. And we hate them, as the famous song goes. Er! Fall back into reality with a clunk! Oh, here I am, again.

I was up early, as per usual, 6am. Just me and Milo. The bulldogs aren't early risers. Milo is pretty damn keen for some attention with the two red bullies out of the picture, he almost prostrates himself on my desk. It is a good thing The Cat Council isn't here to witness it, I often think, he'd lose his whiskers.

I made coffee and signed into work. I got going, at it as the day was becoming light.

Still nothing has been said about me not fronting up to the office. I guess I shouldn't keep mentioning it, I don't want to draw the dark energy to me.

David would be very pleased with that, what could almost be construed as an admission to a belief in his magical thinking. He’d be right onto that. 

“See you do believe,” he’d say.

“Nah, luv, just sayin’ it for your benefit,” I’d say. “Load of bollocks.”

Anyway, I was thinking about it today, not going to the office, not David’s nonsense, my, what could almost be called, passive aggressive stance on it, well, what can my boss do but crack the shits with me, really, when I think about it.

My neighbour, Jackson Wag, says I should resign. His eyes positively twinkled at the thought. He said he hasn't had a job for 25 years. (He's go rental properties)

Because I don't work Thursday or Friday, Mondays keep me pretty busy as a rule, just catching up with what everyone wants. Today was no exception.

Too hot to take the dogs for a walk in the arvo, so it was just wheeling the portable aircon into position in the lounge and taking up a couch at 4pm. Sam took them for a walk this morning anyway, before it got hot.

That was it, that was today. This Monday. Done. It will never come again. Ever. Weird to think.

I was listening to Brian Cox. The planets and the solar system were around for a billion years before life started on earth. All those planets, all of those solar systems, just empty, no life. Nothing to witness their existence. Seemingly, no reason to exist at all. Weird to think.