27th January 2026

Its the day after invasion day, aka Australia Day. Here in Queensland, it just happens to the first day of primary school for the year.

So we walked Viv up to the ediface with his bags of stuff, all super critical for his academic performance.

On that, yesterday we were discussing the heat, and I might have said “its the middle of summer”.

Viv jumped on that. He said its the 26th of January, so is it really?

I said summer is composed of December, January and February.

I then took the middle month and said it has 31 days, so the middle of summer is the 15th/16th of January.

Quick as, he informed me that my reasoning was off. He told me I would have to add up the number of days in the three months and find the median. Or words to that effect.

Those calculations revealed that I was a day off – it is January 14th.

My point being, I dont think we need to worry about his academic prowess. So what was all that stationery for?

Anyway, I snored last night so the elf went upstairs giving me the run of the king mattress.

You’d think that would improve things but no; I woke up with a stiff neck and a grumpy mood.

It took me ages to figure it out, but I am actually sad today. Its year 3, I’m telling you.

At 61 I can confirm for the first time I am sadder about losing the present than I am looking forward to the future.