My special day

I know a fair few strange people. And some stranger than others. I don’t necessarily mean that in a bad way, as a little oddness in a person is always a good thing. It makes people more interesting, and wouldn’t it be rather dull if everyone was alike, and even more so if they were alike and boring?

Yesterday I receive my first ever First Communion card. Yeah, came as a shock to me as well to be honest. I checked and double checked my calendar. I phone my parents. They phoned the minister. He phoned … er … God? Ok .. so I may be making that but up. But I did receive a First Communion card. Admittedly the sender (and I will not mention who so as to protect the guilty) did say “Ignore the card” … but still. Anyhow, made me smile which was a bonus after the weekend I had.

Work-wise, today (and yesterday) I pretty much got nothing done, so ended up doing some work this evening. The stuff is not difficult, or to be complexly honest, particularly dull. Don’t get me wrong, the whole job is dull, but comparatively it’s not that dull. I just seem to have no motivation for it.

So tomorrow I better get my finger out and do a full days work or else the sh*t will be hitting the fan. Metaphorically that is. Can you imagine the mess if it were literal? Eugh, and moo.