Hey, not all titles come easily, roll with it.
Y’all, this week.
What is with this week?
It wasn’t extraordinarily long.
Quite the contrary.
Monday, I didn’t touch my travel coffee until 10am. It was lukewarm, but vital.
On Tuesday, half the house thought it felt like Friday. Sadly, Wednesday morning was nothin like a Saturday morning.
Wednesday, I was so shocked by tempus fugit, I flung Mentor’s door open and said, “It’s two o’clock!” to which she replied, “No it’s not,” and then, “So it is!”
Every night this week, “Holy crap! It’s already NIIIIINE?” and then mere minutes later, the ticker neared eleven.
Morning came like Poof! and I found myself moaning, “My bed, my bed, I love you, why must I leave you every morning?”
Didn’t it just turn August?
Don’t blink, it’ll be Labor Day!
I’ve no idea what Time is doing or why it’s in a hurry. I’m a mortal, Time tells me nothing.
Cept, it needs to slooooow dowwwwwn cause the weekend’s upon us!
Happy Friday Everyone!