Dear Monday,

You guys get a bonus post!! It's your lucky day! Please don't miss out on my first post from today- CAT BAT BOX DOG. Things have gone a little whacky today and I felt the need to let it out... Dear Monday, You know, you really don't have to try so hard to fit the stereotype. In all honesty, it would do you good to break away from it a bit. Most Mondays, I actually enjoy getting back into the week's routine. But today... It started out ok at home. Normal stuff, even a little easy because my husband had done such a great job getting clothes clean and I had spent time on Sunday getting clothes folded and put away and areas of the house cleaned up. Get to work... nothing too bad to start the day with. Then I sneezed. And it's been downhill ever since. From time to time, I still have some... bladder control issues. They started with pregnancy- I would have to stop and cross and squeeze to sneeze- otherwise there was bound to be leakage. Pantiliners became my constant companion. Post-pregnancy #2, it didn't get completely better. It's mostly better but sometimes a big sneeze can catch me off guard and I just might have a little oopsie. And that's what I thought happened. But no. When I went to the restroom... it's that time of the month. And could I have just started with a little spot? Oh no. It had to be a BIG going through underwear and pants BANG. Thanks for that, Monday. Really. A little hemorrhaging is a fantastic way to start the day. So I have to go HOME to change into clean underwear and pants. 30 minute drive. I have to treat the clothing and get it into the wash. I have to drive 30 minutes back to work. There goes my lunch break. But that's ok. As I posted on Facebook, if this is the best you've got... and if a bad today means smooth sailing for tomorrow's procedure for Zach... I'm ok with it. But I got cocky and I challenged you, Monday. I realize that. I told you to "bring it" and you have, indeed, brought it. I almost got into a serious accident when exiting the highway. A woman decided to not just cut me off by getting into my lane... she decided to turn a hard right directly in front of me- I would have t-boned her. I cut a harder right into the right turn lane (thank God no one else was on the road right then), up and over a snow covered median (thank God for that snow or else the median would have torn up my car), pulled to the side of the road and sat still, shaking and cussing. She took off- I have no idea what the story was. Then, dear Monday, you thought it would be funny to put me directly behind the slowest moving semi-truck on the road. He never went over 10 miles per hour and I was behind him for at least half a mile with no escape. I get it. I do. I mocked you, Monday. I shouldn't have and I apologize. I've learned my lesson. So let's call a truce. I will continue to respect you for the great day of the week that you are and you can stop beating me up today, ok? Respectfully Yours, Liz