When the weekend ends I am totally not feeling Monday morning. I've usually spent all Sunday night watching all the good shows on HBO and so I probably didn't go to bed before 11pm. I wake up in the morning hugging the sheets, not wanting to leave my bed.
I get up anyway. I get in the shower. I comb my hair and brush my teeth. I pick the cutest outfit possible and I leave for work. I stop at Starbucks on the way in and pick something up to fuel my fire for the day.
I spend all day watching the clock, waiting for quitting time. I get home and I just want to relax because I need a weekend to recover from my weekend.
How are you doing this morning?
A little dehydrated, a little tired, but doing FINE. woo woo!
Not too badly, all things considered, and thanks for asking! One cafe con leche down, one to go, and then maybe I'll be fit for human society again.
got in to work late b/c i didn't want to leave the house. feeling listless. about to go get some iced soy chai. hoping it makes me feel better. i want another weekend too. maybe we can nationalize a double weekend back-to-back, w/out a week interrupting it. :-)
I'm feeling good -- I'm sitting here jammin' to Lauryn Hill as she explains why she's gotta get out of her box ... Y E S! Hopefully your day goes well ... I totally feel you on huggin' the sheets ... That's how my days usually start out.
I got bad cramps. I need to take some Advil, lay down and watch Judge Mathis. LOL.
"Thank God" I am off on Monday's!