Time flies when … well, you know. It’s bad enough the weekend is over, but there’s Monday, lingering on the horizon, waiting to rub it in, adding insult to injury.
Oh well. Enjoy your week, folks! Keep the need for bail money to a minimum, please.
Time flies when … well, you know. It’s bad enough the weekend is over, but there’s Monday, lingering on the horizon, waiting to rub it in, adding insult to injury.
Oh well. Enjoy your week, folks! Keep the need for bail money to a minimum, please.
Musings from a Tangled Mind 
I’m just adult and self-aware enough while wallowing in the The Sunday Night Blues to realize that I’m like the crying baby who doesn’t know what he/she wants. I’m pretty sure that even if I didn’t *HAVE* to get up tomorrow morning and go to work I wouldn’t automatically be happy with the alternative either. It’s almost an experiment I’m willing to volunteer for, but as with most tales of deals with the devil or Poe’s “The Monkey Paw,” one needs to be very careful about making wishes.
This has not stopped me from wishing.
Not me. If I was rich enough to not have to work, I’d be more than happy.
“I have never been satisfied.”
Always have bail money.
I know, I know. You’re right. Maybe I should just use my swear jar. God knows it’s full. 😀
It’s been a nice week so far in my little world.
That’s good to hear! I hope the rest is just as nice!
I hope your week continues good as well.
So far, so good! 😀