Monday always seems like the longest day of the week. It’s not just being all Monday about it, eirher. It’s because for whatever reason or reasons, it’s the day of the week I always seem to end up doing the most taxiing to and from various whenever activities. Today was no exception, and I’m just now, at last, sitting down in my TV chair. Vegas has the over/under on me falling asleep at 23 minutes.
Thankfully, that left me a few minutes to snap a picture of today’s cool, striped socks, my Avengers sleep pants and Smoky and the sad remains of what used to be a… bear?
I feel you, bear. It’s Monday.