Waaaaaaaaaaaaah

I'm having a hard time getting over the fact that it's not the weekend anymore. It's Tuesday morning, and I don't wanna go to work. I don't wanna take a shower, do my hair, put on makeup, get dressed, drive downtown, and spend the day in a cubicle. I DON'T WANNA! Those are the worst days. I'm tired, I want to go back to sleep for a while, get up, go work out, have some breakfast, go shopping, have some lunch in the park, catch up on some TV, cook dinner, have a few beers and catch up on some blogs. Doesn't that sound better? Well, I guess I'd better get over it 'cuz it ain't happenin' today. But I wish it was.

So I'm gonna do what I don't wanna do, and I need to find time to make some travel plans. Me & the husband are supposed to go to Cancun next month, but some of our plans fell though so I gotta figure out where we're gonna stay. It's times like this I wish my last name was Hilton so I could just walk in and say "penthouse, bitch," or something like that. Or Marriott. That'd be a good last name about now. We need a hookup!

And I have homework from Grrrace. I'll get to it! Baby steps. I gotta hit the shower.