Off the Mark by Mark Parisi for December 28, 2020

Poor Garfield! I can relate!

I thought you never kept track of what day it was Garfield. Monday always found you.

All you need to know is that it ends in “-day”.

Don’t look now, cat. But TODAY IS MONDAY!!!!

Since I put the trash out I was hoping it would be Monday.

They’re all Mondays now.

Oh, yah! Didn’t days used to have names?

Hate ’em all, just in case.

Tell me why?

I don’t like Mondays!

Big, fat, hairy deal!

If it weren’t for all the memes about it, I wouldn’t know what year it is.

Unfortunately, they’re all lasagna day. This year has really grown on me.

With the work schedule I used to have and retirement this is pretty much the way I’ve felt for the last 42 years.   Ooh, 42!   That’s the answer!

Yeah, me too It’s the affects of the stress from pandemic blues…

That lamp and box of tissues have total job security.

They show up again and again.

Priceless! Thanks for the chuckle. Great way to start the … whatever day it is!

Working in retail, I can SERIOUSLY relate….YIKES!

The new COVID clock shows only the days. Seven sections, one hand.

https://www.mindcarestore.com/day-clock-p/mc-0292.htm

You and me both, Garfield. Being retired I don’t need to know the day.

having Christmas on Friday really confused things for me

right?

Wait, is TODAY Monday?

That’s the problem when every day is Pizza Day. Variety is the spice of life, the condiment of adventure and the flavor of the month.

Interesting — here’s one cartoon where the therapist doesn’t look like Sigmund Freud.

That was the mood of the whole quarantine period, Garf.