Monday mornings

Well, it's Monday...again. How does this keep happening? If there was one thing I would eliminate, given the power, it would be Monday mornings. I despise them. I never feel rested, I never get enough sleep and I never get anything done over the weekend that I say I'm going to. Monday mornings are almost always a rude reminder that I spent the weekend being a sloth.

If you're a fan of Monday mornings, please raise your hand.

See, I knew I wasn't alone in this. Mondays suck.

But here I am, in exactly 4 minutes I'm going to get in the shower, shortly after that I'll figure out what I'm taking for lunch, in the mean time I'll be taking one more step toward getting ready to leave the house, because that's what Mondays are, a series of steps designed to get you back into the real world. I want to go back to bed, I want to pull the blankets over my head, I want to call in sick and just stay here ONE MORE DAY.....but I can't and I won't and that just isn't going to happen, so look out world, here I come. Ready or not.