Last week, I explained to you all why I love Mondays. And I do! Sleeping in is, like, my favorite.
So imagine my distress when, on my day to sleep in, I hear nothing but jackhammers. No police sirens this time, no warning… hell, they didn’t even move the cars off the street. Just… jackhammers.
I’m too tired to make a story from this… because the jackhammers woke me up and now I can’t fall asleep.
But I no longer love Mondays.