Do you hate Mondays?

I do! After having two days of carefree time I hate the idea of getting out of the bed and slothing on clothes to sit in the office for the majority of the day. I’m not the only one that feels that way. I talked to Jacks this morning and he was flying about the house trying to find his truck keys, he opted out for his bike but didn’t want to do that because it looked like rain.
PG and I had a nice relaxing Sunday, sitting on the front porch chatting it up and watching the birds fly. We both knew we had chores to do but couldn’t get up to start them, darn my G for making some great food. He was conned into going to a cupcake decoration class with Lori every Thursday night for the next 6 weeks. That can’t be all bad they get to eat what they make!
Friday night was the boys’ night out; we didn’t do much but eat wings and drink beer with a few games of darts and pool. Slow and easy with no drama, maybe because it was just the guys and the girls didn’t tag along!
Saturday night was spent with Trace and Michelle. I swear they act as if they are over 50 with little dinners and a movie, just inviting a few friends over to be calm. I didn’t mind doing that either, besides the next day you feel a whole hell of a lot better.