I don't know how people work 12 months out of the year... In my attempt to be more positive and live in the moment I can't help but practically wish my weeks away starting every Monday morning. It is difficult to describe how I feel on Monday morning, but in my world I have an end in sight. I am going to go to work for the next 7 Mondays and then I'll have two months off. This picture of snoopy here does my Monday mornings justice. As my day came to an end today I felt a little light in my tunnel as I realized that tomorrow is Friday and I am one alarm and one snowy cold day closer to summer break.
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