Weekend High..

Waking up on Friday, knowing the weekend is SO CLOSE is a good, good feeling.

Saturday was the 1 year day from when we lost a dear family member Jeni.

That sad day a year ago seems like just last week, and also so much longer than that..

Saturday morning I went to the Bountiful temple with family to be as close to Jeni as possible.

It turned out to be a lovely day full of love and accomplishment.

This is when Sunday rolls around.

I've been on a Weekend High, then Sunday night creeps up on me.

This is how my Sunday night goes..

I stay up as late as possible hoping that it means Monday morning just won't come at all..

I finally get exhausted, fall asleep & when my alarm rings at 5:30am I feel like pulling my own hair out.

THIS is when I come down from my Weekend High.

BUMMER.

WHY do I dread Monday's SO much? Are they REALLY that awful?

Every Monday morning I feel like Alexander from the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day. And THAT, ladies and gentlemen is not good.

I just looked out my office window and saw this gloomy day.

Kind of strange that it made me feel better. Every once in a while a gloomy day is just nice.

it makes me want to be home with this guy,

Wearing a comfy sweater like this,

Drinking something like this,

With something cuddly like this

(Winston learned how to jump on the couches. You can kind of see the pillow ramp I made for him too- this is so he doesn't bust his little spindle legs jumping off the couch.)

hahaha

..and THIS on my computer screen..

The above scenario sounds like the perfect day.

Maybe a perfect Monday, if there is such a thing.

Maybe I should start treating myself to something every Monday so I have something to look forward to.

I'll be taking suggestions on what that treat should be.

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