Remember that sentimental giddy place I was in last night, where gratitude was flowing like rain.
Well, maybe not like rain exactly. At least not here.
But man, if there isn't something about Mondays that just makes me want to slap my shiny happy self from yesterday. On Mondays I am tired, and irritable that the laundry and mess in my home has multiplied over the weekend like Tribbles. And it always feels I am starting off another week of tediousness 3 steps behind.
And today was shining example of a Monday.
Which is why today I am thankful for Kinkos. Because they stay open until midnight. Which means that I could go there to print photos for Allison's project on Shirley Temple after I picked up Brandon from Basketball practice at 9:30PM.
And inside Kinkos it was quiet except for the hum of the computers and printers around me. And I just may have just sat there, at my terminal, for fifteen minutes longer than I needed to...purchasing a bit of alone time at the rate of 20 cents per minute. While Brandon sat in the car doing homework.
And I am thankful for that as well.
Best $3.00 I spent all week.