Monday, January 5, 2009

A New Week Begins

In the wee, wee hours of the morning my alarm goes off and I know, somewhere in the sleeping recesses of my foggy mind, that this is Monday. You see, I have a “day job,” and this is the first full week back after the holidays. Whoever invented this 5-day 40-hour work week deserves a swift kick in the head. I hit snooze over and over in answer to nature’s cry of “Sleep! Sleep! Sleep!” Finally, against all that is good and right and natural, I pull myself out of bed in the near darkness and manage to find the shower.

A new week begins.
My days will be spent toiling away for the company that pays my bills and provides my health insurance. My nights will be spent mostly in front of the TV with my laptop open while I do my own special version of multi-tasking. Some things will have to be put off until the weekend – making those pearl earrings for my manager – processing the photos I took at Christmas. Already, time is putting its foot down, and it’s only January 5th! Who will be the master this year? Me or Time?