Monday Blues

It's Monday again, the day everyone wishes would be scrapped off the calendar. Already I'm counting the remaining hours before Friday can set in and have my weekend again. As usual, everyone from the matatu to the office is in a solemn mood, Normally I don't like it, you ask anyone anything and they give a quiet, earnest answer. It always gives a feeling I once had when I attended a funeral many years ago. Speaking of funerals, why do people even die? I think it would be awesome being born, aging, getting small, smaller, smaller and eventually finding your way into the amnioc sac and get pushed out again..and the cycle continues.

I open my mails, it's going to take sometime before the junk emails load..why do mail items prefer settling in the junk folder rather than the inbox? I never understand, anyway this always give me time to get glasses  of water, yes, I take 3 glasses every 8.30 am. It has something to do with staying young and youthful, and who doesn't want to? The mails have settled in and I now understand why junk is their favourite folder "Purchase Cilais & Vigara  -89% Off! One day delivery!" "Permanent facebook likes at a cheap price"...I have no comment for the first one, the latter just shows how the today generation is obsessed with popularity and fame. Quickly I empty the folder, I don't want anything dampening my moods, Monday itself is enough.
I set my work station ready for the day, or rather the week. I always like getting organized on Mondays to avoid getting overwhelmed during the week. With everything set, I sit down and dread the phone ringing. But somehow getting a call from a client always cheers my sombre Monday mood, they speak to you jovially and you cant help but adapt  the infectious feeling. I stare at the bubbling bubbles screen saver and my mind starts to drift to the weekend I just had.

Saturday was a good day. It was sunny unlike the previous days that had started off with showers and ended with the same. I'm convinced that God always wants his people to enjoy Saturday. That's why I love saturday, I can give anything to have Saturday on any day of the week, Saturday...focus Ann!!
So I got to work, left at 1.30, had lunch at Naivas- Westlands, they have this nice cafe upstairs that is really ideal for a coffee and burger date, I was not on that though, got lost somewhere in Westlands, hooked up with a pal blah bla.. Now this pal, she had been living with me for the past 2 months and oh boy, didn't we have fun! You know you bump into someone in town, it's been years since you met, you start meeting up daily after work and dang! you are inseparable, It was like that. So she moved out on Saturday and I'd lie if I said I din't tear up when we said our goodbyes..but they are not forever. I got a call in the evening for some party, I was mourning so I decided to stay indoors, a glass of Namaqua in hand and slept it off. That's how I deal with broken attachments.

Sunday is another day that God wants his people to enjoy, It's actually his day so I understand why the sun was up early. I had a disturbing morning sleep like I was anxious about something that I could not clearly define. I had a lot planned out for the day but the only thing I managed to do was laundry, sleep, and more sleep. At times I tend to think I have a condition maybe sleepsitis,dozingsitis, non-insomniac, something like that. I didn't go to church (hiding) This is something I need to work on, seriously!! I don't want to go into details, I leave that to God and me...

Fast forward and it's Monday, I already talked about this. The beeping sound of the phone brings me back to reality, I look at my watch, it's 9.30..about 45 minutes of fantasy,mmmh.. not bad considering I list fantasizing as one of my interests, of course not in the CV. I pick it up, I can hear a deep Indian voice on the other end of the line...Welcome to the real estate industry.

Love,
Ann.