Come Monday

...it'll be alright. Come Monday, I'll be holding you tight.

It's really a shame

that Mondays are such rough days.

Cause that really is my favorite Jimmy Buffet song. 

Anywho...I'm going to save you the typical

"Monday, how'd you get here so quick?'

and "why are the weekends getting shorter?" spill

and just cut to the chase.

Bon wrote a post about being busy 

and I swear that girl is inside my head.

Because I to, feel like I ride the constant 

"wave of busy" too much.

And while I normally try to embrace it 

and multi-task my way through the bagillion and one 

things on my to-do list,

lately I've just not quite been feeling it.

Robbie and I spent the entire day in our jammies 

watching The OC on DVD yesterday

and it was the BEST. DAY. EVER.

Seriously, we didn't even brush our teeth 

until it was time to go to bed. 

Sometimes you just need to stop.

And do nothing.

So we did. 

And it was great!

Typically I like to have my whole week

planned out and ready to go by Sunday night

but, surprisingly enough, I feel twice as refreshed this morning 

as I normally do.

Sure, the laundry is still sitting in our living room,

folded, but waiting to be put up.

The dishes are in the dishwasher,

clean, but waiting to be unloaded.

I haven't prepared my salads for the week.

But it's okay.

I snuggled and laughed and reminisced with my sweet boy yesterday

and didn't have to put on real clothes. 

These are just a few of my favorite things. 

~

Happy Monday loves! 

Hope it's treating y'all okay!

Hugs,