Mondays...

Mondays are always interesting to say the least.  I have only been up for 1.5 hours now and am already questioning my sanity.  For example:

Why oh why does the wind have to blow my hair in the opposite direction of my part??? I spent 20 minutes blow drying it so the ends would curl under and it would look smooth and not frizzy.  And the wind destroys all of my hard work in one gust. This makes for a very bad hair day.  Bad wind, bad...

I have this nagging feeling that there is something very important that I am forgetting to do...but I have no idea what it is. Monday anxiety...

I am not fully awake so I keep mistyping...I just tried to spell mistyping 3 times.  If only you could see my errors! And now I am wondering if mistyping is even a word.

I never know how to answer the question "So how was your weekend?"
Do I give the honest answer?..."I stood in front of the speakers at the Deloreans concert on Friday night and my ears are still ringing and I feel like I'm in a tunnel."
Or do I just say "it was good". I never know if people are actually interested or not and I don't want to be that person who over-explains how great or awful their weekend was. 

Why does the copier not like me?  I mean it gets all weekend to rest and then when I try to use it, it says something like "warming up" or "processing" for like a half hour. (I'm embellishing)  Can I use this excuse?
"Sorry I can't do any work right now, I'm still warming up."

Speaking of warming up, I'm considering bringing an electric blanket to work as my office is like 50 degrees when I arrive in the morning. I wear my coat for about half an hour while my little heater tries to heat up my office. Sometimes I wear my gloves.  And then I feel like Bob Cratchit (from the Christmas Carol) counting the coins while shivering.  I know...cue the violins...

I am convinced that inanimate objects are out to get me.  The stapler runs out of staples at the most inopportune time. My pen is constantly hiding from me. My paperwork falls off of my desk at least once a day.  And I am constantly running into the corner of my desk and always have a bruise on my leg. (Of course that could be due to my clumsiness.)

Yes, I am going crazy and it is now just 9am. But alas...tomorrow is Tuesday and 3 days after that will be Friday.

Enjoy your Monday everyone!  I promise my next post will not be so whiny!