Dear Monday

photo by me

It all started when I woke up this morning and it all went downhill from there.  Tell me, do you ever have days like that too?

By 9:00 AM I found myself lying flat on my back on the office floor at work like a crippled old lady.  Why?  Because my back went out.  Just like a crippled old lady.  But the world does seem so much more interesting when viewed from the floor up.

Unable to move well, I went to pick up a corner shelf I had decided to purchase from the classifieds.  It was much larger and heavier than I had though and wouldn't fit any which way inside our little red car.  So I thought I'd be extra independent and self-relient and hoist it on to the roof and tie it down with ropes.  It looked pretty good, if I do say so myself.  Kind of like a canoe or something perched on top of our little red car.

A block down the road and I realized I probably shouldn't drive on the freeway like this so I called my sister to bring her SUV to help me out.  While on the phone, at a stop light, I watched my $15 corner shelf slide off the back of the car and into the traffic behind me.  I may have slipped a curse word.  Maybe. 

While the shelf stayed mostly intact, it scratched a big scratch down the trunk of our little red car.

Mortified, horrified, and completely humiliated, I pulled my car over and ran to my shelf in the middle of the road, still in my skirt and crippled old lady back.  A kind stranger picked up my shelf and set it on the side of the road for me.  I then parked my car nearby and waited for my sister to rescue me.  I may have cried a little.  Maybe.

And then I took my sister to the wonder that is Yogurt Stop to make everything better.  There is little in life that cannot be made better with a tart frozen yogurt topped with juicy berries.

But probably I should not have even got out of bed today. 

Dear Monday,

You suck.

That is all.