Rainy days and Mondays always get me down...

It's been raining for two days now, and although my baby grass has grown an inch (literally, no exaggeration) in that two days, I am waterlogged.

Julian is suffering from cabin fever, having not seen the light of day for 48 hours and I miss my neighbs. Technically, we could go over to one of the neighbs' houses, but in the rain, it's too much effort. Meh...easier to just stay home.

I took a mental health day today. I did nothing. Absolutely nothing. I surfed the net all day, trying to figure out the Victoria Stafford case, went to the Taco Bell drive thru for lunch and sat in the parking lot to read "Karla...Pact with the Devil" for an hour and a half. I came home and surfed some more and then at 5:15, I had a MUCH NEEDED massage. I scarfed down a salad for dinner at 6:30 and made nachos and dip for a function at work tomorrow.

I sat down half an hour ago and put the dreaded "Max and Ruby" DVD on for Julian. Man, I hate Ruby. In five minutes, I will have Joe take Jules out for a drive to get him to sleep and then I will continue my detective work online for Tori. I will head to bed at 10:00 to read another chapter of "Karla.." and at 11:00, I will, God willing, be asleep.

I may blog a little more later...