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The ODIO of Monday

I HATE Mondays! I really hate Mondays. Hate is a very strong word and it still fails to fully communicate the depth of my hatred for Mondays. I woke up this morning happy and excited and grateful ... and then I remembered it was Monday. As soon as I remembered it was Monday - it was suddenly a TERRIBLE day! I was late getting ready. My hair was flat - which is only a major crisis when I do my hair curly...which is always. Then I went downstairs to get my chocolate milk for breakfast and my ham fried rice for lunch. Someone hadn't washed my water bottle very well so I had to scrub it again before I could put my chocolate milk in there. Then I looked through the whole fridge for my precious ham fried rice and it wasn't there - obviously I was NOT the first person in the kitchen with a hankering for ham fried rice. So I wandered around the kitchen unsuccessfully looking for a suitable lunch replacement and muttering to myself things like 'Who the foul foul filthy foul foul took my rice?!' I think Snoopy aptly illustrates my enthusiasm for my work week...

Yep, that pretty much sums it up. Thank goodness for Family Home Evening and fantastic friends...otherwise I think I'd just cut Mondays out of my diet all together! Come to think of it, I could do without Tuesdays and Wednesdays and Thursdays too. I think every week should be Sunday, Friday, Saturday. Who's with me? We'll start a petition!

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Annette said…
I sign it if there is an occasional Wednesday in there.... that when I do a thorough cleaning in my apartment, and when I think about being productive the rest of the week!
August 18, 2009 at 5:10 PM
Unknown said…
I'm all for weekends all the time. It's when the best stuff happens anyway.
August 24, 2009 at 5:18 PM
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