Skip to main content

Monday.

Oh hey Monday... Like any other day after Sunday you arrive as sure as the sun coming up.  I am usually not a "case of the Mondays" person, I could care less, it's just another day of the week, it just happens to be the first one back to normality and routine after two days of sleeping in, relaxing, drinking, playing, having fun, and not thinking about work, mostly.  Any way, so usually, I don't really get bothered by a Monday.

Today- much different.  

I fucking hate my upstairs neighbor who may think he is a DJ because I swear all he does is march around, like legit stomping, and playing music with the loudest bass.  I have complained to my landlord more then once in 12 months and I have banged on my ceiling and walls. Last night was the icing on the cake for a mood topper.  I have a lot going on right now and I tried to go to sleep early.  Took a Benadryl(spell check wanted this word to be balladry, wtf!?) but not even that helped....sure enough, 11:30 PM rolls around and I hear his damn music.  Anyway, so that happened.  Then I couldn't sleep, and then right as I assume I have entered the deep part of my sleep(around 2:00 AM), I have nightmares.  Horrifying ones.  I need ambien.

Then I wake up and have to go to Target before work...my coffee to-go mug is leaking all over my clothes that I am supposed to wear to a Bris this afternoon that is in a synagogue.  I hit my hand on my window really hard thinking it's open to get a parking ticket (blonde moment)...maybe it is unsafe for me to leave my house without fully waking up, I blame it on my to-go mug leaking and me no longer drinking my coffee prepped by my most perfect Keurig.  That I have named Regina.  Don't ask. My target run was flawless, shockingly.  No one is at WeHo target at 8:00AM on  Monday, and it is MLK day...so no one is out of their homes except those of us that work for medical practices which don't close on 'minor' holidays....

I mean... what a great way to end a weekend a start a new week, amiright?

On a bright note, there was no traffic today, the sun is out.  And I only work a half day.  Not enough brights to outshine the dark currently.

Is it Friday yet?  Better yet, am I 60 and retired yet?

This is my day today. 




Comments

Popular posts from this blog

your Passion(s)

What's your passion? Movies? Music? Reading? Writing? Running? Etc? One thing I know about me, I don't have just one, in fact I get really ADD, as in, I'll start a book, then forget about it and finish it months later (disclaimer: UNLESS it's a James Patterson thriller).  I will binge a series on Netflix then not watch TV for days, I'll re-watch the same movies because it's easier then attempting a new one....and the list goes on. One other thing I know about me: since the day I saw Titanic, I knew I would never be the same.  Don't laugh.  The movie itself unleashed an obsession, infatuation, and love for not just Leonardo DiCaprio, but more seriously, ships. Sunken ships mostly, but also boats, cruise ships, oil rigs, sail boats--- you name it, if it floated, or sunk, I wanted to know about it. Before I knew it I lived, breathed, and dreamt of sunken ships.  Of seeing one in person, of the books I had bought at Barnes and Noble, and second hand book...

Currently- Edition 2

Currently-Edition 2 Two weeks later, I have been 31 for 14 days, I have had the WORST cold for almost 1 week, I went to North Carolina and back and it is NOVEMBER 1st!!! WOOHOO! You know what this means...Fall is in FULL SWING (officially we 'fall back' in a few days), time to break out the boots, scarves, coats, flannels.  Put away the Halloween decor and break out the in-between Halloween and Christmas decor (which for me is one in the same...I put out "winter" decor, I'll do my tree a little later on.  And drinking hot drinks, and quite possibly attempting to add a Christmas playlist into your Pandora shuffle just for a light preview.  So now, day 1 of November, here are the 'currently's' happening! Drinking My body is begging me to drink water, water and more water.  But on the first day of November, I splurged on a fancy (free thanks to earned rewards!) Starbucks drink, it was my go-to in college, Grande Soy White Chocolate Peppermint M...

4 Goodbyes...

If you are faint of heart...don't read this blog post. Death for me was a distant thought, I had seen it in movies, I had watched friends lose friends and family members, but up until the last few months, I hadn't personally experienced it, minus my great-grandmother when I was 17, she was 99 and healthy, just died in her sleep of old age and I was not close to her so I really didn't feel all the feels. My experiences started several months ago, some meant a lot to me, some were just weird and some gut wrenching. I was a nanny for several years, before I moved to LA 2.5 years ago, for many different families and usually ended on wonderful notes with each family when I parted ways, however, with on in particular mom, it ended not so sweetly. Her name was Kim, and I was basically hired to be her friend.  She was a surgeon's wife and had two kiddos.  She wanted companionship, someone to talk to and hang out with, she fast became someone I could tell all my stories ...