Monday Monday da da (think The Mama’s and The Papa’s).
Monday evening. Rainy. Birds chirping. Not hot. Just perfect to open the windows and let the breeze blow through the house.
What’s not to love about a Monday?
I’ve got nothing pressing to do but the laundry. And I think it’s going to wait another day or two.
I’ve got the floors swept. The dishes put away. Grocery shopping done. Husband sitting close by. Decaf coffee in my cup.
I love this Monday. It’s a good way to appreciate a Monday.