Why Are Monday's So Freaking Terrible?

Yesterday was perhaps the worst Monday in the history of Mondays. It seemed like every time I turned around there was another problem. Nothing seemed to work right. By the end of the day I was exhausted and relieved to be going home. I couldn't even get 1/2 mile from work before I got a call from a tenant telling me our interenet connection was down. I turned around and headed right back to the office. Some days just seem to sap the life right out of me.

I made it home around 7:00, I started cleaning. My apartment was a wreck and I just couldn't take any more of it. Oh, and the apartment complex is sending a fire alarm technician to check out each apartment's system. Truth be told, had they not been making entry into my apartment today, it would probably still be a wreck. Oh well, at least it is clean(ish) now. I still need to clean the bathroom, as in scrub it.

Tuesday is Lorelai and Rory (Gilmore Girls) night. Hopefully it will be peaceful and quiet. If not, I will go buy a big bottle of Yellow Tail Shiraz and drink until I can't hear the work phone ringing anymore. That'll show 'em.