It is dreaded Monday, once again. Monday has to be the worst day of the week - the weekend is over, fun is over, my will to live is over, and I am required back at my "real" job once again to deal with an endless parade of, how shall I put it, "interesting" characters, and sadly, most days, I feel like the above image.
A mysterious quote I saw once rings very true at work: "The more people that I meet, the more I love my dog".
I suppose if I was serious about winning the lottery, I should really start buying some tickets. I don't think that they will every work their way to me without some sort of purchase or monetary transaction. Alas, I can never be bothered to stroll to the corner store and waste my money - though one day it may not be a waste, but one day for who though, that is the question.
So I am off, once again, to sit in my windowless cell for a week, slaving away until once again, the weekend appears, and I am free!
If portraits and dog training could sustain me, I'd be one happy woman - I'm still working on that. Perhaps one day that will be my "lottery win"...
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