I loathe Mondays. Even if I get to bed early Sunday night, I wake up with a feeling resembling being hit by a bus each Monday morning. I am so tired, cannot function, forget things, lose things, etc. Today has been no exception. This morning I woke up late, didn’t go running, locked myself out while leaving for work sans keys and had to call Mitch to come back from work to rescue me, accidentally cleared AutoRecovery documents I needed for work, spelled my name wrong on an email, and it’s only 3pm. I can’t imagine what the rest of the day has in store.
2 comments:
ugh. I hate days like these. Do you know what will make you feel better? $20 cupcake. Indulge.
I can't tell you comforting it is to know I'm not alone. Add a coworker saying nasty things to you and that about sums up the day.
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