Hump Day Wednesday

Just me and Otto home again today.

Sam's new boss, from all accounts, is so insecure about his new position that he is trying to get Sam to return to the office more days, than not, to support him.

It's quiet, at home here. I'm not playing any music.

I make hot chocolate and go buy a muffin around mid morning, when I take a break from work.

Wednesday, hump day, well, for most people.

Max the temp told me some time ago that she was very happy with Donald Trump being in power. 

I said nothing.

Today we were talking about names. I told her how I once worked with Joy King, who used to explode in anger in the office if anyone pissed her off. 

"She was no joy," I said.

Max the temp told me how there was a woman on the view called Joy Behar who her group - the mind boggles what that means - thought was the most toxic person on TV. 

"Funny how Joys are so often not a joy," she said.

Joy Behar? Really, I thought. The only way you would think that is if you had really extreme right wing views. 

I again, said nothing.

And that coupled with the happy with Donald Trump comment?

I'm, essentially, working with the enemy, I thought. Chuckle.

Now I think about it, Max does have that cheerful, vacuous, delusional, christian, look of stupid happiness about her. (you know, everything will be alright because some mythical being we all dreamed up will take care of everything)

If she was staying, I'd have to challenge her on her views, but as she is finishing up in a number of days, I'm saying nothing to her.

Tuesday Home Alone

Sam went to the office. Charlie went wherever Charlie goes in the mornings. I know, I should know, but Charlie isn't one for offering details freely.

I had an easy day. I wasn't really stressed with a lot of work. Gotta love that. Well, actually, I prefer to have work that keeps me busy all day, but that wasn't today.

Otto slept on the study couch next to me all day.

I signed in early, 6am. I had pretty much done all the work I had to do by 9am.

I made Vegemite toast for breakfast. And, yes, I put plenty of Vegemite on it.

10.30am. I headed over the the bakery and got a hot banana muffin fresh out of the bakery oven.

Sam left me what I thought was olive pasta, Puttanesca style, I hoped, but what I thought were olives turned out to be egg plant. Blur. I hate egg plant. Screwed up face emoji.

I watched the movie, Alfie half way through the day. Has there ever been a sexier man than Jude Law in Alfie? You have got to love working from home. I have a lunch break, to be fair, I watched it during my lunch break, and then a little more, of course. But I started early, so, nyr.

I did some more work after the movie for the remainder of the afternoon, not too much pressure, setting my own pace, you understand.

Otto and I went for a walk at 3pm, after I signed off. It was warm outside, warmer than inside, but there was just a hint of rain possibly happening during the whole walk, but rain didn't eventuate.

As we were near home, we walked past the dog park and I noticed there were big dogs in the park, an Airedale, a German Short Haired Pointer and a German Shepard. I contemplated taking Otto over and letting him off, as he hasn't been in a dog park on his own without Brun before. I was thinking about Brun and the happy times watching the two of them be a couple of buddies in the dog park, or at the beach, when suddenly, the German Shepard was next to us sniffing Otto's arse. I didn't see him coming. Otto got a little freaked out and tried to run. The german Sheppard seemed to be a little taken aback with that. I though, well, that didn't go too badly. Raised eyebrows. We kept walking. The German Shepard was a fully grown puppy, and really bouncy, and he headed back to the dog park. We headed home.

That was my day.

Sam was home from the office at 5pm.