This week is gross. I’ve been out of the office recently for weddings and a seminar, and I have lots to do. Compound that with the fact that it is 75 degrees cloudy, with a 40 percent chance of rain all week and I get sort of grumpy. Not even a thunderstorm to look forward to – or even a downpour. Just Muggy, sticky, dark days that remind me that the sun is setting earlier and earlier every day.
If you found that paragraph as depressing as I did – read this – it will make you laugh. (compliments of the Quail).
the thin line between optimism and delusion... 
“Honestly, today could not have come at a worse time this week.”
I must remember that line! (you know, for Thursdays and Mondays)