We already know how I feel about Monday's. They make me wish I was born rich or luckier or something like that. I am both rich (in personality) and fairly lucky (in love) but Mondays cloud my ability to appreciate these things. I was so despondent this Monday that I didn't want to write a post. Maybe they can make an anti-depressant specifically designed for this day? I know not everyone feels like this about this day (don't brag), but I think a lot of us corporate Americans do. I say Americans because the rest of the world gets six weeks mandatory paid vacation while I have to grovel for my measly five days. Yes, I know, I am working be grateful, I am. I am most days but Monday. The only cure for the manic Monday is you guessed it baby animals, specifically panda's today (I had to call in the big guns). How can I be sore about my lot in life whilst creatures like this inhabit the very same earth as I do?
Take that Monday!
Gah! I think my spirits are lifting already and yours?
