Mondays. . . suck

Why do Mondays never, ever, never go as planned?

Why when you have your tasks all set before you and you’re jazzed to get to work and blow through this particular assignment because the end is so in sight, does something always come up that drags you away from what you really want to be doing?

Why does this always happen on Monday? I’m striving to be in a good mood (and a somewhat good reflection of Christ) and everything in the universe seems to be uniting to make my blood pressure go sky high and my patience fade. I just don’t understand.

Seriously. Now that I’ve been sidetracked by a task that wasn’t really mine to do, I’m ready to focus on an assignment that is mine.

Fun times. Remember this, children, when you grow up, and you work with other people, it’s not always fun. There’s your life lesson for the day.