I hate Monday
After two days of waking up at a respectable hour of the morning, that dreaded alarms screams at a heinously early time; before the sun has even had a chance to rise. And I am expected to jump out of bed and instantly be bright eyed and bushy tailed for work.
No sir.
Ain't happening.
I hate Mondays.
I'm grumpy. I'm grouchy. I was in the middle of a good dream this morning for goodness sake.
How dare that alarm clock! How dare Monday morning interrupt my wonderful dreams!
Talk about waking up on the wrong side of the bed. Is there a right side when Monday morning is concerned?
I need to go back to bed. No good can come of this day. Already my workload has been doubled by other people who were smarter than me and called in sick. (That's what happens when you are the "backup girl" everyone else dumps their work on you.)
Mondays should be banned.
Commiserate with me people. Who else here hates Mondays?