Bracing for Impact

Sunday, Funday. Blech. That’s a lie if I ever heard one. It doesn’t seem to matter how many days there are in a weekend — even a 4-day weekend like we just had — every Sunday there is still this mad dash to get my shit life together in like 12 hours. I blame Monday.

 

Happy Monday…or Not

Ahhhh, Monday.  If it’s one thing I can always count on, it’s your inexplicable ability to create havoc in the minds and hearts of everyone you encounter.  Your illustrious antics might start first thing in the morning before the caffeine has even kicked in or you might just slap someone right in the face in the late afternoon just when they think they have cleared your Mondayish hurdles. But the point is…You. Never. Disappoint.

 

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