Why do Mondays suck so much?

[nmymindzeye]

So, it's 8:11 am on Monday morning and I'm already hating this week. The weekend was okay. Had a HUGE fight with dh, but it's okay. Sometimes you need the huge "I hate you" fights to really get to the bottom of what's going wrong. I spent most of the rest of the time sleeping. Damn, why can I not get enough sleep?!?!? And why is it after a good night's sleep I wake up and I'm still frazzled, anxious, and restless? I'm so debating going on a "happy pill." Even if it won't fix things, maybe I'll be drugged enough that I can deal with stupid day to day things. My baby brother turned 21 this weekend. It doesn't seem possible. My sister is still mental and my parents are starting to wear thin with the 3 of us. We'll be the death of them, yet.

Sorry for all the P&V. Maybe soon I'll have a happy post.