I fear that weekends will never be long enough, but some Mondays are more difficult than others. I woke up with a stiff neck and keep trying to stretch it out, but the pain will not go away. (Grrr.) It seems that I am not the only one at work that is less-than-excited to be here today. According to Twitter, one co-worker has a "case of the Mondays" and another thinks that "Mondays are for the birds." For me, I simply didn't have enough time in two measly days to do everything I wanted and get a little R&R. Between a baseball game and a birthday party, laundry and dishes, drinks and great eats, my mind is made up that I am in no condition to be at work today.
...But then I feel guilty for complaining because I know there are those that would love to have my job, or any job for that matter. So I will suck it up, quit complaining, and accept the fact that I shouldn't move my neck up, down, or to either side. Alas, it's Monday.