Today is Monday, the first of many days of the week. It is one of those dull days where you get more and more work. Your Master is bored and more impatient. The servants are trying even harder to gain my approoval. I can only imagine the damage the rain has caused to the gardens and path ways.
Another dreary occurance was visitors. I never really mind who visits and for how long but, Claude Faustes and Grell Sutcliff of all people! As any other true butler would do, I attended to their every need, for my young Lord accepted them as Manor Guests. But even then, I despised both of them. Grell follows me and finds any chance to talk with me. While I'm bombarded by annoyance, Claude is staring at my young Master with those spectacle, perverted, golden eyes.
I was very relieved when both of the guests took their leave. The first was Claude. I always make sure to know about his where-abouts, even if he is not on Phantomhive ground. At last, Grell was picked up by his partner, William T. Spears. Even though I do not like that reaper, he bring me great joy when he drags Grell home by his long, red hair.
It was the most eventful day today. I will try to make the best of it through out the week.