This morning when I got to work, I was planning on drafting two blog articles right away. One was going to be about Saturday, and the other about Sunday. But, then one simple email sent to my boss at 9:00 turned into a two hour and several email conversation. I got frustrated, and the paragraph that I happily wrote before I dared to email about switching my on call duties on the weekend of the fourth, was trashed.
Now that it's 9:00 on Monday night it seems kinda silly to write about the weekend, when a whole day of stuff has happened today. I thought maybe I'd write about reading and the favorites of the books I had written since I started my job ( and my daily train commute) in August. I had pulled up goodreads and started typing out my list. I'm a freak of nature when it comes to reading. There were just too many. I got tired.
So, here I am, writing a blog entry about the blog entries I was going to write today but didn't. I'm also trying to ignore that I can hear Guinness getting into shit in the dining room. I just feel so lazy and tired right now.
In conclusion, I've definitely got a case of the Mondays (never fail. I thank my soul crushing job). Tomorrow will be better. But for now, I'm going to go regulate Mr. Guinness, curl up in my snuggie, and read a little Weird New England while hubby plays his war xbox game thing (we call it Nuke Tubbin). If anything can turn a shitty day right, it's reading about freaks of nature, ghosts and ancient structures :)
Everyone cross your fingers for me that tomorrow is a better day :)