Groundhog Day

It so happens that Groundhog Day is one of my favourite movies. And it felt a bit like it this morning.

I woke up and got dressed for my walk to the Post Office. Left home at five to six, same time as yesterday, and took the usual route. The mechanic who works at the Mazda was at his parking place a little earlier than usual and reading his paper when he arrived. The light on Albany Highway that always goes off as I am approaching or passing did so. But the spookiest thing was as I rounded a corner I saw a large woman with a handbag on the other side of the road in the exact position I had seen her yesterday. She would have crossed the road in front of me but, as happened yesterday, she had to wait for a car. A real sense of deja vu was apparent.

No more dramas as I got my mail and made my way home. The guy who rides past on my journey home was a couple of minutes late and I did meet the guy with the little black dog who crosses the road near the Albany Highway intersection at about the same spot as yesterday. Just before I crossed Albany Highway the day before today a car was approaching the intersection and turned into a carpark (no magic trick) and it was at the same position that happened the day before today. Another creepy moment.

Didn't meet the Chinese woman jogger that I usually bump into but just as I was about to walk up my driveway I spotted the woman who takes her labrador for a walk several times a day in the same place as yesterday, although this time she wasn't walking with the lady from a few doors down with her two Collies.

A freaky start to the day. Let's hope that work isn't the same as yesterday.