Monday, bloody monday

Mondays and me don't get along. Never have, never will. The first two hours I feel like I am massively hung over and it pretty much lasts the entire day only wearing off the last hour or so before I hit the hay. This phenomenon is unexplainable and can usually not be cured by anything, not even unhealthy amounts of coffee. Today wasn't as bad as it can be, I got to wake up next to a warm cuddly body, get driven to work and have some laughs along the way and got to spend the first hour in blissfull silence. By all means, it could have been worse. In addition to a pretty good start I am also awaiting a package in the mail (internet shopping satisfies my apparent need for a pen pal) and the evening shift at my other job seems to be filled with mostly, good co-workers. Bring it on Monday! I am armed with coffee and am not gonna let you get away with an easy win!