Monday, January 17, 2011

Monday as a Sunday

I have the blues.


I woke up at 6:30 to say goodbye to John who left to go on another business trip across the country for a week (I hate your world tour. I am ready for it to end).

Then I fell back asleep until 1:30. Despite the fact that I had (have) homework to do.

I woke back up with a pulled muscle in my side. I tried to stretch it out. Failed.

After 2173891237 Advil tablets, I felt better. Slightly.

Did homework. Cried. Sighed. Ate some Cheetos. Cried some more. Felt sick from eating too many Cheetos. Then felt fat.

And now it's 6:30pm and I don't feel any better than I did at 6:30 this morning.

I hate Sundays disguised as Mondays.


erin said...

baby girl! i'm sorry you have the blues. i have the sniffles in a big way but maybe still we can have a play date. here's hoping copious amounts of echinacea and vitamin c do the trick. xo.

Lindsey said...

Some days are like that. Sometimes we can't get done what we want or need to. Sometimes we just need to sit and cry and eat cheetohs, and unfortunately sometimes those days happen when we really have things to do. :/ I hope you feel better soon! Sending my love your way!!!

Danielle said...

thanks loves! hoping my blues become a little bit brighter over the week.