Usually, I agree with Karen Carpenter on the subject of Mondays. However, I'm considering requesting a Tuesday rewrite for "Rainy Days and Mondays," as I face my stack of patient reports tomorrow.
BUT, that has no bearing on today.
Today is Monday! Mondays now equal BLISS. And what is the equation for bliss?
- + Read a Good Book
- + Write a Good Book (please, let it be good!)
- + flannel pajamas with cowgirls on them
- + more coffee
- + possible wee nap
- + pet the kitties
- - working for the man
- - staring at the clock
- + energy to make a nice dinner
= B L I S S
BLISS Looks Like This.
What is your reason for that floaty, skaty feeling of bliss?