Monday lame

Monday came too soon and I dislike the fact that I barely tossed in my sleep and sat staring at a string of weekdays.
The weekend was something of a fizzle, in that I can best describe it by the imagery of a balloon leaking out air, and the coming couple months will be tight because the neighbours are leaving for their native country for summer holidays and I'll take care of their dogs for that while which isn't something I mind at all but I know it can shorten my days by feeding into the time as they'll need to be walked and fed along with the couple cats I already have.
It's going to be a bit of a petting zoo situation.

Also, since summer holidays have begun, I realise how much as an adult I hate this concept; my friends' kids have taken to swarming my house every evening, ransacking it of candies and my hour of contentment, which is the time I take to myself after having gotten out of my workspace and before cooking dinner. It's a sacred moment for me, that short hour in which I recuperate and assemble for the evening ahead, also that time I do a bit of visual content consumption and the last thing I want is children and their chatter and their incessant petting of my cats who in turn get annoyed and hide.
It's not that I dislike kids but I run out of excitement and conversations if I see them every day for hours and why on earth aren't they playing with kids their own age is beyond me?
Actually I'm their playtime extended after they're done with playing or riding bikes with other kids.
Uhh.
Right, Monday then.
What's happening today.
A cup of tea for right now and some hearts that sail across winds and waves..kisses.