Monday
Usually I look forward to Mondays with a strange sense of completion and routine. After a weekend that is busy more often than not, I long for a quiet day of laundry, sesame street and perhaps an errand or two. I'm free to visit friends, sew during nap time, go browsing at Goodwill, etc. I may vacuum, do dishes or clean.... which I don't like but makes the house feel much more pleasant. The morning, Monday took a turn for the worse. A little something called a "coughing kid" paired with "mommy sleeping in the munchkins room" added up and delivered a "get up with a horrible coughing fit at 5am" and "decide it was time to get up". Scott and I debated whether to have coffee or not as the munchkin happily ate yogurt. Would we get a nap? (Are you thinking what I'm thinking? ) "Not a chance". Scott poured the brown goo while I shut off the crock pot and turned on my Scentsy burner with the coffee scent. I like maki...