It's Monday and it's not so bad. Yes, being woken at 4:30 AM by my five-year-old who had had a bad dream and wanted to curl up with us wasn't exactly a great way to start the day, but at least we both fell asleep. Granted, having both paper grocery bags rip open as I put them in the car, is annoying but at least the groceries fell into the car and not under it.
The sun is shining. I've got my errands done. I've almost got the house all straightened out after a weekend of no housework. I got a bunch of pages scrapped over the last couple of days. I've got a crop to look forward to on Saturday at one of my favorite scrapbooking stores.
Yeah, I don't hate Mondays.