Rainy days and Mondays

Monday again!

Even though I am at home every day, Monday still holds the same amount of dread and dislike with me, as it did when I was still in school. Monday, the new week begins. Monday, the weekend is gone once more. Monday mornings I hate getting out of bed, I hate having to get the week started.

Last night it stormed, a lot. The lightning and thunder woke the baby, scared the mommy. If hubby wasn't home I would probably have taken the baby, and crawled in under the table with the cat. I am not shy to admit, I am terrified of lightning! On the positive side, it did rain. I am convinced that our grass is already greener this morning. The garden has rejoiced in the wonderful rain it has needed for so long. There was a little hail in amoungst the storm, and I noticed this morning that it knocked a lots of our fruit off the trees. At this point, I think I would rather have the rain. I can handle the rain, really, I just wish it wasn't attatched to the lightning so often.

Another week slowly begins, another week rushes towards it's end.