Monday’s Gone

but I’m not anymore – I came back on a Tuesday.

I guess that’s my way of saying what the ‘other’ Laura posted on Monday, August 10^th, 2026:

“I have been MIA (missing in action) from Blogland since the end of May. No blog sharing…the break has been nice.”

~the ‘other’ Laura

And here’s where that Laura’s ‘other’ Laura (me – we’re each other’s ‘other’!) adds to that with my own situation:

“…but it’s hard to dive back into blogging!”

~me

Well, thank you Laura for inadvertently amping up my resolve to open up the old WP dashboard and post something. You nudged me to give it a shot. After all, you did it and managed a classy comeback! 😉

I realized in the interim that I missed the discipline required in putting together my thoughts, ideas, discoveries, & (he)art in a blog post format and sharing it with ‘my’ readers and followers – you guys, my blogger buddies.

Alas, upon forging ahead with my decision to post something – the WP editor stubbornly refused to accept a single word of it. Vehemently shaking each block I chose to write text/add content in refusal. Long overdue updates could no longer be ignored.

Only the title remained saved in my WP dashboard drafts file: Monday’s Gone.

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Monday’s Gone – but I’m not anymore – I came back on a Tuesday.

And that got me to thinking about Lady Madonna, of Beatles fame.

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Friday night arrives without a suitcase
Sunday morning creeping like a nun
Monday’s child has learned to tie his bootlace
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Tuesday afternoon is never ending
Wednesday morning papers didn’t come
Thursday night your stockings needed mending
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But wait, where’s Saturday?

Ah, yes, one of my favorite feel-good songs from times past, times enjoyed and places lived – Chicago’s Saturday in the Park provided that answer for me.

Well you know they say ‘all good things come in threes’. Please enjoy this third musical piece as my Monday’s Gone finale. An all-inclusive 7-day week bluesy rumination by T Bone Walker, Stormy Monday.

But then it all comes down to the Blues, doesn’t it?

They call it stormy Monday, but Tuesday’s just as bad
They call it stormy Monday, but Tuesday’s just as bad
Wednesday’s worse, and Thursday’s also sad
Yes, the eagle flies on Friday, and Saturday I go out to play
Eagle flies on Friday, and Saturday I go out to play
Sunday I go to church, then I kneel down and pray
Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy on me
Lord have mercy, my heart’s in misery
Crazy about my baby, yes, send her back to me

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