I Hate Mondays

I always say I don't hate anything but I take that back I hate Mondays. First off it's like urrrrghhh I have to get out of bed by 7 am and I like to nap on Sunday afternoon then I can't go to sleep Sun night. Daycare drop off never a good time Satchel and I always have separation anxiety. I always start Monday off with a french vanilla cappuccino from Fivestar. I have to or literally I can't go and I always tell them to keep the penny. Ya know pay it forward. I walk in the office door at work and my desk has been attacked with sticky notes and such. Then of all things I actually have to work, it's 27 degrees and snowing, I am a home health nurse oh uhhh blaaa. After lunch I kinda feel like well maybe today wasn't so bad no it really wasn't. Then daycare pickup and my boy runs to me saying "Mommy" and smiling ear to ear. Once home hubby is making supper and tonight is my TV night, Gossip Girl, Jon & Kate and then it will be time for bed. Then it hits me: Today is the day the Lord has made let us rejoice and be glad in it, then I realize today is a blessing.
Sam