Some resolution, eh?
This whole purpose was supposed to be for ranting and letting off steam. Not working when the things that stress me do not allow time (especially PC time) for "writing". (Yes, PC -- I am NOT using the iPod touch to get to UF.)
Mondays always get me in a bad mood. Bad memories during the drive compared with bad traffic and bad behavior by other drivers. Which causes ME to behave badly. I get to work hating everyone and everything, even those who love me, over my perception of unfairness over something that may be entirely fair. And if not, well, life itself isn't fair. The God I believe in actually isn't "fair" either. So why should I expect fairness from anyone?
The weekend was enjoyable, but we're (still, as always) behind on laundry, and that's the least of our worries right now.
Why does Monday suck so hard? |
