Friday, June 29, 2007

manic friday

I don't really get why people have such a problem with Mondays. To me, Mondays are the New Hope; I feel like I have so much time to get everything done - go to the zoo, stock up on groceries, read books, finish laundry, save galaxies far, far away. It's Fridays that depress the hell out of me.

It's the end of the week and I haven't delivered the couch I'd promised to the teacher I was working with, and it doesn't look like I'll be able to. Schools are officially closing their doors for the summer and I haven't been invited to any next year. We don't have tickets to see BodyWorlds3 yet. I haven't packed for our trip to my parents', I don't have a Father's Day card for my dad or a birthday present for my sister. Bananas are dying on my counter. On Monday, I could handle all of this with an optimistic smile. Shining sunbeams would surround me. Today there is a small grey cloud following me around.

I think I'll go make a look-on-the-bright-side list. Come along. I promise not to drag you into my Friday dungeon...