Monday Blues

I wish it was Sunday
'Cause that's my fun day
My I don't have to run day
It's just another manic Monday

Remember that old Bangles hit?

I often find myself humming it in on my way to work on Mondays.

So fitting.

Especially because M. works Tuesday through Saturdays, so our only day off together is Sunday. In the almost 10 years I've known him, we've never had more than one day off together...but over the past 5 years, it's allowed us to keep daycare to a minimum.

We usually keep Sundays pretty low key, because of that. Yesterday was a little different, as we traveled up to my home town to celebrate my little cousin's birthday with some family.

The day went pretty well, with only a few minor bumps. She loved her cake, and Miss O. had a great time playing with her little cousins. It was nice to spend time with my grandpa and grandma, along with some other family. I did have to remove myself from the table once, when my grandpa, surprisingly, gave his opinion on why women aren't having babies as much. I have NO idea where that came from!?! Honestly, though other than the fact that we had a 2 hour drive home and didn't leave until 9:30pm, it was a nice, relaxing day.

Now, I'm almost through my 8 hours at work...and I'm itching to go home. M. has called a couple of times updating me with things that he's doing with Miss O. I want to go home right this instant.

Wonder if I could win the lotto?