I just awoke about a half hour ago with one thought screaming through my head.
“I don’t want to go to work.”
It’s Monday. It’s snowing. I’m in a very calm, relaxed, kicked-back mood from doing very little this past weekend. This morning I have to jump into it with both feet and endure a week of on-call.
I’ll go to work this morning. I’ll even smile when I get there. But I can’t wait for it to be over.
