Oh, Monday

I thought we were pals?

Today you handed me an injured husband and a broken dishwasher. 

I spent two and a half hours at the doctors, another forty five at the pharmacy.  I was late picking up my kid and still had to make a Target run.  I fixed the dishwasher, made a hot home cooked healthy meal for dinner, took out the trash, got the kiddo in the bath, got hubby and kid in bed and managed to get a load in the wash. 

All while wearing lip gloss. 

See you next week Monday.