I have risen and finished a hellish exercise at the gym and am waiting for the coffee to finish brewing. I’m waiting for the beeping that let’s me know that my morning is about to begin. But instead of the glorious sound letting my know my black elixir is done I hear the joyous sounds of laughter, splashing, and shenanigans*. This has me angry. I’m angry for multiple reason the first of which is that it is a Tuesday.

Tuesday is the most meaningless day of the week. At best, you can describe Tuesday as being halfway there to being halfway there. Which is ridiculous. Mondays blow but at least you’ve kick started the long haul towards Friday. Fridays…enough said. Wednesday you’re halfway. Thursday… “well let’s drink some because not even a hangover can ruin a friday.” Tuesday = pointless.

*Shenanigans - Fun times that I am not involved in.