Five Reasons Why Mondays Are Hard:
One. Seriously with all the email? Seriously?
Two. My waffle-to-nap ratio on Sunday was waaay out of whack. Too many waffles. Not nearly enough naps. Carbo loading without the marathon is downright exhausting.
Three. I already know that this super ambitions green juice cleanse is going to be a disaster. Coffee tastes better.
Four. There’s sand in my shoes. On Sunday this was charming. On Monday this is gross.
Five. Seriously with all the email? Seriously?
Mondays are the reason that there’s ice cream, chocolate, and salty pistachios. Ice cream cone dinner. Heck… if we can have nachos for breakfast, we can have cones for dinner. Yes… I realize I’m a maniac. I really do.