I just finished an amazing event. A 3 day telling of the complete Epic- Monkey King: Journey to the West. 26 Tellers, 20+ hours of telling.
But now it’s Monday.
I’m on my third, or is it forth?, cup of coffee.
The tooth picks I’m using to keep my lids open, keep popping out.
After the last cold shower my dog started to lick me, I think she thinks I’m a Popsicle.
Sleep isn’t enough, and I’ve got to get going.
How do YOU survive Monday Mornings?