Pearls Before Swine by Stephan Pastis for May 23, 2022

Drinking at lunchtime might help.

Wow—Pig can do math!

Caffeine. LOTS of caffeine.

I think it might be better not to look to the passed.

Weekend is indeed just three away. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, public holiday, day off, weekend.

Only if you have a time machine.

He could have chosen Saturday, but he’s probably too hammered to remember it.

When one is retired who cares about Mondays.

Did Rat just give a cavalier reference to the death of Robinson Crusoe’s man servant?

“Monday, Monday, can’t trust that day” Mommas and the Pappas!

on Monday better not to think about Friday…

There are only three days between Monday and Friday – Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday.

Worst day of the week for me is Thursday.

Monday, just had a weekend.Tuesday, well, at least it’s not Monday.Wednesday, half way to the weekend!Friday, get thru it and WEEKEND!

But Thursday is after 3 days of work and when you get thru Thursday, you still have Friday to get thru.

So that is why Thursday is the worst day of the week for me .

In my morning message to my on line remote team The Count never uses the M-word. Day after Sunday, Tuesday eve, etc. Why bemoan the obvious?

Retire. Week = Six Saturdays and a Sunday.

Vodka. Right outta the bottle. Hate washing glasses Monday afternoon after my nap.

Definitely no comfort when Friday is in the rear-view mirror. I thought at first maybe the rat was using the logic I used when I was a kid. If I was excited about an upcoming day, obviously I’d want it to be less days away. So I wouldn’t count “today” or the day of the event. So if I still followed that logic today, yeah, Friday would be three days away. On the flipside, if I was dreading the day, I’d want it to be more days away. So then I would count both “today” and the day of. By that logic, next Monday would be eight days away. Obviously, as an adult though, I know it doesn’t matter how you look at it. The day comes when it comes. And I believe the correct way is you don’t count today, but you count the day of.

I call it MoanDay. Be nice when I retire in January to no longer despise Monday

Guess he doesn’t own a calendar.

Friday is three what away? Rat isn’t telling us what the units are being referenced!

Retro thinking….doesn’t do it for me either

That is the problem that I have with Friday’s; Monday is only 3 days away.

Ask Garfield. After 40+ years of surviving Mondays, he seems like a pro.

You could try liking your job. Then Mondays aren’t a problem.

Now that I’m retired, I don’t look forward to Mondays cuz that’s when I start working out again for the next 5 days. I take weekends off to let my body recover.

Yes, I’m quite nostalgic for last Friday.

SInce I retired I hardly ever know what day it is… especially Mondays.

If you do Friday right, you never see Monday.

Not getting it. Need more coffee.

I don’t get it.

I used to live for weekends and holidays, now I dislike them. More crowds, more noise…the work-week days are bliss in retirement.

Tuesday is worse. It’s one day farther removed from last weekend but still far enough away from next weekend to feel oppressive.

Tuesday is not pronounced “two days”.

Surprisingly positive for Rat.

A few years ago the day of the week had more of an effect on my mood than almost anything else. As an example, every Sunday I’d buy five cups of yogurt and eat one right before I left in the morning. Every time I opened my fridge I’d immediately notice how many were left and that alone would alter my mood.

The thing was, I was saving up all my fun activities for the weekend and making the work week a time of unrelenting drudgery. Now to some extent that’s inevitable, because obviously it’s easier to do something that’s going to take up a lot of time on your days off. But not all activities that I enjoy are necessarily all that time consuming, and not everything I do in my personal life that takes up lots of time is all that enjoyable, So now I try to spread things around a bit more evenly, have some fun on the week nights, and not be afraid of weekends that are pedestrian and boring.

Don’t get me wrong, I still prefer Friday to Monday, all else being equal. But I think I have a much healthier attitude since I’ve stopped keeping my time so rigidly segregated. Before I was just wishing away huge chunks of time. Do that long enough and life goes by in a blur.

The problem with Friday is that Monday is just three days away.

just another manic monday

backwards its 3 days

Three days I hate to be alive,

Three days I hate to see arive,

Three days filled with tears and sorrow -

Yesterday, today, and tomorrow.

Well, I guess in hindsight Rat makes sense, sort of….

Outright denial. There is no such thing as ‘mondays’.

I don’t get it.

Or, there’s only Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday in between