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Poor Me Monday?

Why, Oh, Why am I in this mood today?? Today is one of those days when you need a reminder, a slap in the face kinda reminder, that someone out there is worse off than you at this point. We've all had those days. First started when I woke up and was in disbelief that it was actually Monday, I'm not just saying that either. It was like, for the first 5 minutes, I sat on the edge of the bed and thought, am I SURE it's Monday? Was yesterday for SURE Sunday? Did I just forget to turn off my alarm clock? What did we even do yesterday? Maybe yesterday was Saturday and I still have 1 more day. Why was I dreaming about cats? What? Ok, snap out of it. Put your face on (haha, who uses that term except for your Grandma??) and get with the program. Get control of that hair. Pick out what you will wear("oh win! mom bought me a couple new work shirts that will be a GREAT pick-me-up"). Now, load the car, (be thankful Kaleb is still asleep) make sure breakfast and lunches are packed, take something out of the freezer for dinner, load the baby, and get on the road. Typical work day for a lot of moms out there, I'm sure. Why is today feeling different? Why am I already on the brink of tears? Why, when I dropped Kaleb off, did my mom have to say, "don't you wish you could stay and enjoy the day with us?" You have to ask? You have no idea, you really don't. Why, when I get to work, do I already have 6578452345457678 emails? Why do most of them consist of problems that need addressing yesterday? Why is everyone having a case of the Mondays? Are we all 1 day off? Are we all thinking somehow Sunday was skipped? I realized I forgot something crucial in my car so I truck back down to the parking lot at 10:30 a.m. Why did I start CRYING when I saw Kaleb's empty car seat? Why did I practically start hyper-ventilating when I saw a tiny pair of jeans thrown in the car, left from the weekend? ::Be mindful:: if using the "F" word was more appropriate in the blogging world, be sure it would have been used in this post. This post would have taken a much more "yelling at the world" approach and a much less, "I'm a sobbing ball of emotions" approach. Depending on your level of offensiveness, you may or may not be disappointed. So here we are. It's def Monday. We did not in fact, miss Sunday. It was yesterday, so I've been told. I have dried my redic tears. I haven't checked my make-up yet but I'm pretty sure my "face" is still in place. How could it not be? These are the reasons I use a make-up primer. 1 point for this partially retired make-up artist. I'm done feeling sorry for myself. I'm still missing Kaleb though, a lot. I think I might go get me a feel-good salad from Jason's. If you follow me on Instagram, you know the one I speak of. If you don't, I'm sorry. I hope your Monday is better than mine. If it's worse, tell me about it because I really deserve a slap in the face.

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