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Why Thursdays are the New Mondays (Proof!)

If the line that wrapped around my Starbucks isn't proof that Thursdays are the new Mondays and people need extra sustenance, let me run some other visuals by you. High school starts at 7:30 here -- which quite frankly, I find cruel. But do you know what I find more cruel? Being subjected to foreign men in public in their pajamas!

For some reason, men here find it acceptable to go outside in their pajamas. To drive their kids to school in pajamas, and even to enter Starbucks in their pajamas. This is not okay with me. I have EYES people. Must you make them burn at 7 a.m.? But this morning, I saw the world's ugliest pair of jammies ever, and I squealed. My son goes, "Mom, it's early. He--" Then he notices the jammies. "Oh no. Nope. Can't do it. Can't even defend those. I'd rather see the guy in his chones." LOL

But my "Monday" started before that. I went to bed early last night with the express notion that Thursdays are the new Monday, so I'd be ready, right? Wrong. When you go to bed before your teenagers, this is asking for trouble. I made sure they did the dishes first, put the leftovers in the fridge and started a load of laundry. I was prepared!

However, they decided to have a little leftover birthday cake after I went to bed. And after helping themselves to a piece, they left about 1/3 of it out -- and this morning, my dog is groaning from the side of my bed. I look down and her whiskers are covered in whipped cream frosting. Ugh. This is not going to be good.

Like Scarlett, I said, oh I just can't deal with that now. I'll deal with that tomorrow. Next up: I walked outside to drive my son and my daughter has had some kind of party in the entry way. There are six scooters parked there, her bike, bowls of pomegranate seeds, cereal and gummy snacks(???) -- and let's do the math: one mom and a whirlwind of disaster because apparently cleaning up after oneself has not been a big enough lesson in this house!

I think I need myself a Coach Bieste around here! I definitely need to stay awake longer. Got any proof Thursdays are the new Mondays?

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