It’s Monday…. It’s going to be hot, but that’s normal in early August.
Monday mornings are always jammed with anxiety. Anxious to start the new week and get to work.
My mom woke me up three times last night to warn me about something. She was pretty persistent. She slapped me on the forehead on her last visit.
Now I’m wondering if I should drive to work with my hazard lights on?!?!
I should probably cut today’s Chalkboard short and get this party started.
I’m not Nostradamus, but I’ve got a suspicious feeling that something historical is about to happen.
…and no, it’s not going to be a White Sox winning streak. Stick a fork in them.
Let’s go out and be astonished…
… be kind and rewind.
