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Yes, It Was Monday

Every Monday is another chance to have a fabulous, productive week. And every Monday evening I feel Just Too Tired To Do Anything. I don’t even know if I can manage a Monstrous Monday Post.

An embarrassingly common emotion.

Oh crap now I am having trouble with this WordPress editor. I couldn’t get the cursor to the left to start a new paragraph; it wanted to stay center. Now I am two to three lines below the picture and afraid to try to erase the space. And why does autocorrect only want to correct some of my typos? These are the questions that haunt me on Monstrous Monday.

Now the bastard won’t let me add another picture! What the hell?

Maybe it would help if I screamed.

Regarding the caption above, in The Tingler (yes, autocorrect, Tingler, not Tingles. Sheesh!), directed by William Castle and starring Vincent Price, only screaming could save you from the terrifying Tingler. I am not sure screaming out my frustration would have a similar effect, although I know some find such behavior helpful.

It was, my friend, it was.

I close with a ghoul I downloaded some years ago but rarely share. I confess my day was not as bad as some. However, I found it tiring. But at least I managed a 200 (or so) word blog post. Happy Monday, everyone.

Running Off Frustrations

I needed to go running this afternoon.  For one reason, I did not run Tuesday or Wednesday,  and my run on Monday was short (I counted my gardening on Tuesday as exercise, since I spent a goodly amount of time walking around carrying rocks) (no, I have no excuse for Wednesday,  judge me if you must).  Where was I?  Ah yes, running off my frustrations, or rather making a blog post about how I attempted to do so.

It does not matter why I was frustrated; it is, in fact, the least interesting part of the story.  Suffice it to say, I felt that some time spent beating up my body would do me good.  So I changed into running gear, threw a load of laundry into the washing machine, and took off.

I had great hopes for this run, because my back was feeling much better than it did on Monday.  However, once I started running, my legs started to feel awful.  Well, that’s what I get for taking days off, I told myself.  Just keep going.

So I did.  The sun was warmer than I prefer, and soon sweat was seeping into my eyes.  Ouch!  Wasn’t that head band helping at all?  Apparently not. I moved my glasses to wipe with my hands or my sleeves.  Don’t touch your face, you advise?  Good luck with that!

I got to smell one lilac bush and one patch of peonies, plus another peony on my cool-down walk.  I had managed to run for a mere 20 minutes, with a 10 minute cool-down walk.  Better than Monday, not as good as I had hoped.  As far as my rotten mood, I guess it helped.  A glass of chocolate milk (my usual recovery beverage) (it’s science, you know!), a cool shower, and a glass of wine (In that order) also helped.

Finishing a 300-word blog post is pretty good too.  And tomorrow is Lame Post Friday!  As always, I hope you’ll tune in.