My eye caught the paint on the bookshelf as I passed. I noted it was crackling and made a note that it needed to be repainted. Then I reached the doorknob, opened the door, and ... I woke up. Awakened during a dream this morning a little foggy-headed it took a moment. "Is today ... oh. Oh, no. No, I'm not ready for Monday." An assessment was taken. Does my stomach hurt or my head ache or is anything amiss that could constitute a reason to call in now and take the day off? Then a count of sick days and vacation days ticked through the brain and the decision was made: "I go to work".
But ugh, this weather forecast, Kool Moe Dee! Nice and pretty today and all week actually, just like the past few days. Still though, there are still better day's to come, so wear the sunglasses and get out there. Happy Monday, worker-bee.
