First Monday morning of the year and I woke up late. Ran to let the dogs out, shower, feed the animals and get down to my computer in time to answer the mail before I ran out to do all the errands that had been neglected over the holidays while still making it to Curves, my chiropractic appointment and the dogs’ walk. Forgot to pick up the paper. Ran to the front door to grab it. Wondered why it’s so thick when they’ve just announced it’s going down in size again. Pull off the orange plastic sleeve and realize it’s full of ads and…the Sunday comics. Wonder what the Sunday comics are doing in Monday’s paper. Get back upstairs to run a comb through hair before starting chores. Realize that perhaps the reason for the Sunday comics in the Monday paper is that it is, in fact, Sunday.
And then I woke up today and had to go through a Monday morning all over again.
This is the first full week of the new year and I’ve already had two Monday mornings in a row. This does not portend well for the rest of the year.