I don’t have to check the calendar to know that it’s Monday. The evidence is indisputable.

I woke up to the sound of plates crashing around my bed when my alarm didn’t go off. Dashing down to the kitchen, I realized that I had forgotten to take the meat I was going to use for dinner tonight out of the freezer to thaw.  Once at work, my DSL connection decided to go AWOL and, on its return, I received an email claiming that I am overdue for statistics training (about as relevant to my job as CPR training is for a pastry chef). Worst of all, my coffee keeps getting too cold to drink before I can even get one sip in and the thermostat reads 60 degrees although it’s set to 70.

To top it off, the boys are home from school, prowling restlessly around the house.

Can this day be salvaged?