Dear Monday, It's not you. It's me. I know you have to visit. And I don't really mind normally. In fact, I usually like you with your fresh starts and blank slate. In fact, I usually think of you as a generous friend with your opportunity to do it better. It's not your fault I'm unusually behind in almost every area of my life. It's not your fault our internet was out on Friday and I couldn't get some big projects finished until today. It's not your fault Buddy the Basset's bath has ... [Read More]