Monday, February 02, 2009

How not to start your Monday.

Waking up 10 minutes before your alarm goes off because you have to pee really, really bad.

Realizing the cats have no food... and they're hungry.

Stepping on one of your son's tiny little toys. One with hard plastic corners.

Missing your morning cuddle time, wiping your son down with a baby wipe, and changing his sheets because the diaper leaked.

Putting your son in his "Sunday" pants because you were too lazy to do the laundry this weekend.

Having an inflamed red hangnail. Owie.

Having to fight with your son because he refuses to take his pill.

Blogging instead of putting on your shoes and your son's shoes, like you should be doing.

It's only 7:45 Monday morning and I'm already looking forward to Friday. Weekend in New Orleans with the girls, here I come.

5 comments:

Sharon said...

Stacey, I'm starting off the same way. :(
Too bad we can't go off and get a coffee together or something!

Jen said...

weekend with the girls! you lucky dog.

I hate Mondays like that. :) I hope it gets better.

i'm black betty said...

yeah, my morning was pretty rotten with effin' commuter traffic! UGH!

From the Doghouse said...

It just makes you appreciate the weekend better.

Nicole Bradshaw said...

Can't wait! Can't wait!

Counting every SECOND . . . . !