I said it before but I'll say it again: pack mule. Monday was different, I practically rolled out my sleeping bag at campus. That many hours at school should be outlawed.... but at least I had all the essentials to get me through it. [I can explain the working mother... I think. Somehow it came to my mailbox and somehow had my name on it. Don't you have to pay for those, usually?]
As if my raisin jerky wasn't enough, I totally lost my iPod in the women's restroom while I was on the phone... wait... on the phone while.....--------????? Err..
Then I sat. Busily editing away.
Then I was off to a photo shoot (pictures will be in your near future)
I was out late enough that picking up Barros on the way home was a must. It didn't work out.. neither did Papa Johns or Pizza Mart (did you know a large pepperoni is $3.50 at Pizza Mart, on Mondays?... apparently the rest of Mesa knew because there was a line out the door and down the sidewalk. No. thank you.)
Oh and...0 miles to empty.
Hour later and with no food, I went home hungry and grumpy. To my husband and son who were both hungry and grumpy.
And that was my Monday. I'm working on loving Mondays. When I break it down, they are usually not bad at all. Let us all love Mondays... are you with me people?! (heh)
Oh p.s. my Halloween costume is def not original, and not cool. Just so you know. Kind of like how 8 different girls wore the same dress as me to senior prom (it's true, I counted). In fact the more I look at it, the more I hate it. Just had to be said so no one is disappointed with the "big reveal". First of all, am I the only one who doesn't tell people what they are going to be? I thought everyone kept it secret. But anyway... There. There's my disclaimer. ha!