A case of the Mondays

“Let me ask you something. When you come in on Monday and you're not feeling real well, does anyone ever say to you, ‘Sounds like someone has a case of the Mondays?’” – Peter Gibbons, Office Space (1999)

I felt okay enough today health-wise, but I did have a case of the Mondays. Just kind of ... meh ... about the whole thing. 

Look, I love my job - seriously I'm not just saying that in case my boss is reading this - so it's not a matter of the back-to-work thing. And I had a smashing weekend: hung out with my fam, got a pedi, drank wine and watched a chick flick with a girlfriend Saturday night, narrowly avoided my dog being sprayed by skunk that was passing through the neighborhood, romantic brunch date with my hubs yesterday - all good things to leave me in a good mood today.

But it just didn't take.

I've been a little down in the dumps all day. Not worried, like I was last week. No, it's just that a couple of friends have heavy hearts and I feel for them. I don't like what I wore today. My hair was flat. My lunch was bland. It was cloudy.

And so on. And so on.

So in order to avoid being a total whiny baby, and since I drank all the wine Saturday night and it would be wrong (it would, right?) to drink more tonight, I thought I would take a look around me and work on improving my mood.  

Here's what I came up:

Yes, they are Crocs and they are dorky. But they are so comfy, it's like my feet are being kissed by little cherubs with every step.

I live very close to three horse farms and every now and then, the owners ride the horses through my neighborhood. That's just cool.

I continue to have a sense of humor about the fact there are cats' asses on the surface where I feed my family.

My yard is big enough for an aspiring golfer or two to practice their golf swing.

  

The view from my front door this afternoon.

This is what greets me by the front door (including the weeds I've yet to pull).

Cherry tomatoes on their way.

Got all four of these in the mail today and am going to curl up on my back porch and dig in.

My husband gave this bouquet to me yesterday on our brunch date. Yes, he really is that wonderful.

Gosh, I feel better already.

What wipes away your Monday blahs?