Dear Monday,

You are trying REALLY hard to mess with me. I started the day with a cheerful attitude even though the kids had two hour late start, which meant that by the time I got the last of my children out of the house, it was time for the first of my children to return, but I was still cool. Then I called to thank my mother for the cute clothes she sent my daughter and found out she was in the hospital. Still was trying to maintain and thought it would be nice to take a photo with my cell phone camera in the skirt that Little A was loving in the care package. And she knocked the phone out of my hand and onto the floor. And the on button doesn’t work anymore. And the phone company told me it wasn’t covered by my extended warranty. I’m still not going to say that you suck like most people do, but you sure are testing me.


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