I received a group text this morning that said “Yuck, it’s Monday again” and I couldn’t agree more.
It was so nice to sleep in my own bed last night, but I should have crawled into it sooner. What made me think it was a good idea to start watching season two of Carnival Row right before bed? Thank goodness there were only four episodes available or I might have binged all night.
I opened the cupboard to see my favorite cup and that made me smile, but I realized I didn’t have any coffee ground and I made a pathetic whiny sound.
I’m facing an 8-hour workday, the first of five, after a glorious week of only 12 total hours.
And to top it off I have a dental appointment immediately after work which means no nap. There should be a law that prohibits the scheduling of dentist appointments on Monday. That is just cruel and crueler punishment.
Even the dog feels sorry for me, I think. She didn’t bother to move anything but her eyes as I entered her room so I’m not sure.
This post has been way more stream of consciousness and Debbie Downer than usual for me, which I’ve only just realized because the caffeine is finally kicking in. I apologize profusely.
If I’m going to get that 8-hour day completed in time to not be late for my dentist, I’d better say adios to you.
I hope your Monday is free of struggles. Be well my friends.