Oh, Monday Morning

Monday Morning,

You've found me with a living room campsite

and an overly enthusiastic hubby who left the house to go earn a living

and a tired me, who can't decide if I'm ill or just grumpy

and a baseball-card-lovin' almost-middle-schooler who needs a haircut

and an inspired and insistent finger painter

and a project that was bound to attract the others

and a baby who may or may not have tasted the finger paints

and now I have a colorful mess to clean up.

Monday morning, can you just come back later?