Is anybody out there feeling like Monday hit them with a semi-truck?
I am definitely feeling like I have a case of the Monday’s. There aren’t enough hours in the day, and yet I can’t wait for the day to be over so I can crawl into bed. I have this constant thought in the back of my head when I’m at work that I forgot to do something at home. And the same constant thought when I’m home that I forgot to do something at work.
I know it’s a balancing act, but after 12 years of marriage, 11 years of motherhood and 15 years of working full time…you’d think I’d get it right.
I came across this tonight and thought it was funny:
So I’m just going to give it all to Jesus and look forward to tomorrow. Hope any of you out there who are feeling like you can relate to this can do the same.