Monday

And another Monday rolls around. It's snowing, just in case you all are interested. I'm really not, other than the fact that getting to work today will once again, be a good time. If I were to list the days that it wasn't snowing, it would be so much easier. It's always either snowing, or blowing or both. Or preparing to snow, or blizzard. I feel like I have been dropped off in the North Pole...but no Santa in sight.

I have survived the flu...and lived to tell about it. I have to say, that was not fun. I am still weak but better. I can eat again and enjoy my coffee. No fever sweats in the night, finally. An illness like that one takes a toll on an old woman like me, and I don't need to find that out again, any time soon.

I have to work late today, so I go in late. Apparently the flu has hit one of my office girls kids, so she will be home with him today, and I will work her hours. I am not a great fan of working until dark, but it's not that big of a deal. Going to work at nine-thirty am seems like going to work when half of the day is already over, but I will make it.

I hate Valentines day. Just sayin'. I got a very effective sticky cat hair picker upper thingy from Mark, and if that doesn't speak volumes about our relationship, I don't know what will. The fact that I was appreciative of the gift also says alot about us. Doomed? Yes, probably.

LOVE that NASCAR is back in full swing although yesterdays race was a bit odd. The Daytona 500...and they take two red flags to repair the track? The last lap was very exciting, though.

Happy Monday....

Can anyone see Friday yet?