I don’t know, for some reason, this just feels like a Monday. The way Monday’s used to feel. I dedicate today’s missive to the cubicle warriors; you know who you are.
I’m tired, sore, hungry and tired. Yep, must be Monday. Oh, well, I’ll try again tomorrow. But a couple to leave you laughing that seem to fit on a Monday;
Have a great Monday, and I’ll try again tomorrow.
Funny! Oh Mondays – I came back in the house to get a bottle of water this morning, and discovered as I was pulling of the driveway, I had a dog bone in my hand – not a bottle of water.
I’m retired so everyday is either Saturday or Sunday and I like that.
Have a terrific day.
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