Monday, Monday. So good for me.

Now a lot of you out there may not understand this, you may be reading this on your phones, from under the covers, screaming, "What kind of drugs is she on?"

I bloody LOVE Mondays. 

I do, I'm sorry (I'm not sorry) 

I have three children of various different ages. The weekend is EXHAUSTING.

"Amuse me"
"Feed me"
"Clean up after me"

I feel like an extra from Downton Abbey. (One of those ones that is never appreciated, or gets any good lines, apart from, "Yes Sir, Yes, Miss") 

Come Monday, I am dancing around like a bad girls group on the X Factor. (No rhythm, just PLENTY of enthusiasm) 

My time is my own. (Well, one I have cleaned up the MESS my crotchfruit have created over the weekend, That usually takes until Friday) 

I work from home, This becomes pretty difficult at the weekend when you go to look for the Mac and a child is playing Minecraft on it, No worries, I will just work on the iPad. Oh, someone is checking their Facebook are they? Fabulous.

Shall I write things down with a paper and a........ WHO HAS GOT MY PENS??????

So that is why, on Monday morning, I am smiling.

Well, grimacing, I've just seen the size of the washing pile.


How about you?

Monday Blues or Monday WAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.


Let me know.

Big Fashionista x x