Do you ever wonder why Mondays seem to get here so darn fast? In relation to Fridays, for example.
Especially on a Monday morning. *g*
I honestly don't know what my problem with Monday is. I mean, it's the start of a new week, which is a good thing. Right? But yet, try as I might to be excited about a Monday and all its glorious possibilities, when the alarm clock sounds on Monday, I find that all I really want to do is stay planted in bed. Until Tuesday, maybe.
But I don't stay planted, of course. I crawl out of bed, stumble to the kitchen, pour myself a cup of coffee...and, eventually, wake up to find find that Mondays aren't so horrible after all. (Ah, the wonders of caffeine.)
So what about you? Do you have a Monday phobia or is it just me?