I hate you, Monday. It seems like after every weekend I have the hardest time getting to bed Sunday. Perhaps it's that I just don't want Monday to come. Or maybe it's because my mind is racing through all of the things I'm going to have to get done Monday.
This weekend was pretty productive. We ended up cleaning the house Sunday and Saturday we went out ran errands, and had a good time at the Farmer's Market.
It seems like the days are going so fast. I don't want to be at work and by the time I get home at 5:30pm it's pitch black and I can't even take Graem outside.
I guess I shouldn't complain because in a few more days it's going to be snowing outside!
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