Monday, Monday, Monday

Monday is probably my least favorite day of the week. We've had an ongoing battle since I started attending public school on a regular basis. I'm not much for mornings either, and Monday morning is just that much harder to tolerate. 

But today started out with rain. Which was okay, except that the first sweatshirt I grabbed happened to have a pizza sauce stain right on the pocket and I'm supposed to appear professional for my practicum and pizza sauce just doesn't mesh well with professionalism. 

And the shoes I put on this morning apparently have a hole in the soul - some Grinchy shoes I must have picked! And so the ball of my right foot became a tad soaked walking to and and from the art classroom at little Moscow High. 

But this weekend was fun and I wasn't ready for it to be over, which made it all the more difficult to drag my butt out of bed this morning. Although, I feel compelled to admit that I was an itty bitty bit excited that this morning was sweater weather after all the hot we've been having. 

Except then it reminded me that I needed jeans. My two favorite pairs have holes in the crotchal area that are not seam attached and can't be sewn. Humph. So that leaves me with one pair of good jeans and it's only a matter of time before they become Swiss Cheese Jeans too. 

Oh but back to Monday, because it starts the week. This week is "mid-terms." I have a test on Thursday AND Friday. Thursday is education, and Friday is art history death test that scares me to pieces. And I still need to get the images memorized and review all the information. 

For the first art history exam we had a class discussion for the review, but this professor only does that once and the rest of the tests it's up to you. Last year I was able to study with Prince Charming (who has a birthday on Thursday!) but this year he's not taking the art history death class with me. 

Oh well. 

The only good thing about Monday is that House is on tonight, and if I love anything it's Gregory House, MD.