As if Monday didn't happen...
All through the weekend, I think, Monday I will get things done... Business taken care of that can't be done on weekends. Then Monday arrives, and I am somehow just not there with it, and none of the things get done, nor even thought of... and everything falls on Tuesday's shoulders. A day of not watering and the vegie garden on the back porch that gets the morning sun--the sun before it passes behind the house, the sun before clouds arise to soften it's effects--and everything is terribly limp... Sign in to see full entry.