WTF Happened?

There is just something about a Sunday. When you realize that your weekend went by FAR too fast and you are not even close to being prepared for that Monday morning wake up. Something about the sound of an alarm clock, the grunting and groaning of my six and two year old, and the chipper sounds of birds, just ensures that my body will need to be highly caffeinated. There's something about the aroma and the feeling you get, when that first sip of magnificent coffee hits your lips and reminds you that you are on to seize the day, one sip at a time. 

Sure, I've got all day to clean, do laundry, cook, and make sure everyone in this house is prepared for the week ahead. But you know what. I just don't want to. I'm 3 loads of laundry in and it's 5 PM. I still have mouths to feed, endless piles of laundry and,  my-oh-my the dust (I'm just going to fill you in as the dusting is done more than once a week, I have 3 dogs that love the pile of dirt in my backyard, meant for a home project further down the road). With the recent events taking place on Friday, I am just plain pooped. Exhausted. My husband, we'll just call him Thor, had an accident at work and sliced his arm open on Friday. It was gross. I mean, blood gushing, you could see the inside of his arm, GROSS. So needless to say, it was a rough start to our weekend and has just not been productive overall. 

With the thought of Monday rolling through my mind today, I just can't help but feel like I don't want to get out of bed tomorrow, and it's not even tomorrow yet. I'm not mentally prepared nor prepared in any other way. I'm just lacking that motivation to take me into Monday like a coffee drinking-sparkling Unicorn-Badass Mommy! Instead, it's more like Mombie, because I don't see my Monday starting off that well. So as you start closing out your Sunday evening, just make sure you have the appropriate amount of coffee to get your Monday rocking right, because if you are feeling these Sunday feels...You're gonna need it! Until next time!