Tuesday Thoughts: Are You Sure It Isn't Monday?

A friend posted this on Facebook today and it is SO accurate:

Seriously. I despise Monday holidays because of the Tuesday that happens afterward.

Sure it was nice to sleep in yesterday - even though I slept on the couch Sunday night because of (1) insomnia and (2) pain. But whatever.

Today?
Today is totally the Mondayest Tuesday ever.

I feel like crap - I believe I'm coming down with my annual September cold/bronchitis magic. Which is great because it's also going to be 100 degree heat index for the next 3 days which means my fibro will be super special all week too.

Basically I'd like to crawl into bed today and hibernate until Friday.

But I can't.
I have to work.
And Olivia starts ballet tonight.
And Emma starts volleyball.
And tomorrow I have to be a PTO officer (save me) and pretend I like people.
This week, I don't like people.

The highlight of my day right now - the potential for a Pumpkin Spice Latte this afternoon. That will surely help fight off this cold/bronchitis nonsense.

Here's hoping you all make it through this Tuesday that feels like a Monday.

On Tuesday....exhaustion

It's true.
I'm tired.

It seems to be more than physically tired.
I think I'm mentally tired.

The job is exhausting me mentally.
So much office politics, so little time to really care.

Tomorrow I have to go out of town for the job.

Because I'm a wimp and I hate driving alone to this particular part of the state, Kevin is going with me.
And we're taking Emma.
And staying overnight.
My meeting is first thing Thursday morning, so if we didn't go tomorrow I'd have to get up and 4 a.m. Thursday and be on the road by 5 a.m.
Alone.
In the dark.

I am less than thrilled about all of it.

And tonight, I'm just tired.

Exhausted.

Going to bed.
At 9 p.m. on a Tuesday night.

Life of the party, that's me.