Sunday is basically Saturday but with consequences and repercussions (lol I almost spelled reproductions).
As the rooster sang outside my window , that was the first thought on my mind Saturday morning.
Eyes still sandy and not quite sure if fully awake.
Then it continued...
Sunday is basically Saturday but with consequences and.... followed by a responsible, aligned, more successful step sister(MONDAY).
What’s up with the thought? I have no idea. Lol
Am I anxious for Sunday? I don’t even have plans.
Do I envy Monday?!?? Not at all... after all I don’t have a step sister(GASP NOW THAT I REMEMBER, I DO). Still, I can’t envy the most hated day of the week. Lol no way.
3:33am
