A Case of the Mondays

Ugh, I always hated that expression, but today it's so true. I am dragging butt today.

I went to bed at 11 last night (which is pretty good for me) after a weekend of being invaded by friends who have no concept of toddler sleep schedules.  Don't get me wrong, I love my friends, and I love spending time with them and opening up my home to people. BUT, I also relish at least one quiet evening or afternoon at home to relax, clean, catch up etc.

So I woke up at 6:30, remembered I didn't have to be at work today until later, and rolled back over until 7am. Isn't it always harder to wake up after you're snoozed? I got up at 7am and woke up my cuddle warm little Mimicans for some morning cuddles.  She did brighten my morning.  Having just those extras 20 or 30 minutes to spend with her in the morning really makes a difference in my day.  We made coffee and a sippy cup of watered down applejuice and just leisurely enjoyed the morning.  (BTW I was 182 this am--how depressing...)

Then reality set in, my husband whisked her off to daycare and I had to put on dress clothes and go to work. I feel so uninspired today to do my job. I hate that.  I want to wake up and get excited about what I do.  I ended up wearing clothes that made me feel frumpy, sauntering in full of negativity.  I made myself a to-list with 4 things on it and I'm going to do my best to get those 4 measly things done, and go home and enjoy the rest of this day.

Do something today that makes you happy, wear a bright color, have that extra cup a coffee, give your kid 100 extra kisses, and then send some of your cheeriness my way!!