Monday Night

Why is it that on Monday nights, I'm just dead to the world? I feel like I worked a 16 hour shift waitressing in the busiest restaurant on Mother's Day! I wonder if it has to do with the fact that I'm such a homebody on the weekends. I'm isolated from the world for 2 days and then am forced right into the action of having to be a perky, sweet, understanding, intelligent woman in a business full of men. Hmmm...I'm sure that's it.

Ok, I promise that my posts the rest of the week will not be about my being tired. It can only be uphill from here.