It’s Monday. D’uh. Not enough coffee in the world. Just sayin’. Still fighting the chest crud and I made the mistake of taking a second dose of meds when I woke up. I was sleeping hard and kept hearing this weird noise. It kept going off and irritated Adidas enough she was patting my face while Cooper was patting the bed. Fog-brained, I tracked the noise to the bathroom. Lawyer Guy had left his phone. At least I got to stop at Starbucks on the way home.

And it’s not like I had anything to espouse last night when I normally set up the blog post. Last week was. The weekend was. I have a lot on my to-do list this week and the stupid crud leaves me with little energy. *draws an arrow toward self* Whiner!

Okay. Those dang words aren’t going to write themselves. Welcome to my boring life. 😆