It’s Monday. We are all aware of it. We have dunked into the pool, cleaned the closet, done 47 loads of laundry, shopped for the groceries, loaded Bruhonda with stuff for Goodwill, slept.
I forgot my sweater this morning. So far, so good, in that I haven’t turned into a kathysicle. I do feel like someone beat me in my sleep. I’m really perturbed over that one as I didn’t have any fun at all!
Peanut had an assicident on the kitchen floor. Little critter been punishing me and for some reason he’s been using the front porch. Scoots out the doggie door and hits the porch. So what’s wrong with the grass? His butt too good for that?
Monday and I’m discussing doggie habits, the really gross ones.
I skipped last week. I must have. The whole week seems to have disappeared. There is a theory, mostly in my fantasy world, that any week without consistent effort here, is a wasted week.
It’s Monday and I have come undone!
It’s Monday and I’m too sleepy to recall much about anything, last week is on that list.
I did find a really cool app for making lists.
I’ve been trashing a lot of my writing lately. Nothing seems to satisfy. I wanted to do lots more fiction. The Hint and Flash fiction test my brain, but I find that it is not a good medium for humorous diatribe. It mostly lends itself to my darker side I think.
I’m working on it. I’ll try to find Miss Funny Kathy again. I think she fell asleep.
It’s Monday and Wednesday is Bunco. Perhaps I’ll win a few bucks and do a happy dance.
After work I’m hanging mirrors at a friend’s house and eating Mexican food.
Tuesday should be interesting what with the Mex and all. I really hope it doesn’t lead to gaseous emissions. You know I’m getting older and all.
Grandma used to get the walking poot-poots in Wal-mart and embarrass the bejezus outta me.
My understanding of her dilemma has grown exponentially to my age.
I used to date an older Mexican man. He was a case. Not because he was Mexican. Because he was a man! I just crack myself up sometimes.
And it is still Monday.
And my mania has been subdued by my lethargy. I can’t decide which is worse.