Monday is around the corner, folks. Prepare yourselves.
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Monday is around the corner, folks. Prepare yourselves.
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If Monday had a face, I’d… well, you know.
My Saturday night was going pretty well until I realized it was Sunday.
We should be so lucky.
That little face though! I can’t even be upset at the news he’s telling.
I think no matter how much you love your job, Mondays are bittersweet, if not downright traumatic. Unless, of course, you’re the Director of Cat Cuddles at the local cat sanctuary… then Mondays would be a joy. Alas, such a job opening has been quite elusive, and trust me, I’ve searched the want ads until my vision is blurry. In the meantime, Mondays will remain coffee fueled.