You can be such a good friend to me.
But I know you….you are just lulling me into a sense of security, ready to yank that from under me with your pal, the dreaded nemesis, Monday. You sweet-talk me into “taking in easy” and “relaxing”, only to slap me back into reality when Monday strikes without warning.
But I can’t help it…I come back and fall under your spell every week, thinking it will be different this time. This time I will be strong, and resist the siren call.
Sigh….who am I kidding?
Maybe I should wear a helmet 🙂
Sithy Things 