Bangles and The Boomtown Rats

I don't like manic Mondays.

I can go another step beyond and say most weeks I skip Monday all together and wait for Tuesday. Since I often have to work on Saturday I take the Monday off in lieu, and by default it becomes my Sunday. Then when I go back to work, I pick things up on Tuesday.

Most of the time this works really well for me. I woke up this morning at 7:30 and rolled over to catch a few more winks. I must have hit an untapped reserve of z's because I didn't crawl out of bed until close to 10:00 am.

The first thing I heard was the three part harmony of Clarence the cats. Clarence 1 & 2 were pressed against my head - one on each ear. Clarence 3 was standing on my chest looking at me with a look that could only be described as "evil". They wanted food, and they wanted it NOW.

Not the greatest way to start my day. You can fool Monday some of the time, but you can't fool it all of the time. I had a sinking feeling as I looked over and saw the red light flashing on my phone. I pressed the button to hear my messages. "You have five new messages ..." I had four from the lady asking about her lamp, and one from Mrs. McCleary asking me if I had anything to say about my lawn.

It would be one of those days ...