Monday, bloody Monday. 

Monday, bloody Monday. 

My melt down actually happens on a Sunday evening

Maybe it’s because of school going days, but at 4 ‘o clock on a Sunday afternoon I think to myself, “It was Friday, like 1 minute ago!” 

Grumpy…I need a day between Saturday and Sunday. Can I call it my day? Ha! (See what I did there?) 

I try to embrace Monday, new week, new you, new day, new diet! Not really a new diet, but it’s always “I’ll start on Monday” that gets the engines roaring for the new week! 



Planning the week. 

Running around. 

Ok! Breathe! 

Monday. I’m going to try to hug you with open arms and give you the biggest kiss! 

I’m going to try.