A Bad Case of the Mondays

Today was exhausting. I somehow ran out of time this morning getting myself and Damien ready. So I was rushing around and with my arms full of stuff, I missed a step, tripped, and landed hard on my knees into the cement. I mean how often do you actually fall down as an adult? Not too often...And my right knee is still sore. Then, I did make it to PT on time, but my jacket was stolen. I luckily didn't put anything in the pockets, but the PT jackets aren't exactly cheap. Scott worked a 12 hour shift so I had Damien by myself all evening to which he spent a lot of time SCREAMING. Also, the kitchen is infested with ants. Ugh. Such a disappointing day.