Monday is the Day of the Lost

While Ben might be able to alleviate his case of the Mondays with a little Axl Rose, I have a harder time adjusting to the new work week. It's Monday, and, well, I'm lost!

I lost one of my ad sheets, with two weeks' worth of accumulated data on changes, updates, and proofs. After storming around the office for two hours and accusing everyone of stealing it, I found it in a nice & neat pile I'd made after I "cleaned" my desk. Humph.

I lost my coffee mug. It wasn't in any drawers, wasn't in my purse, my car, the fridge, the bathroom, or the kitchen sink. It wasn't on Alison's desk or in Ben's pile of cups. No. Three hours later, I resigned myself to heating up hot water in a small plastic cup. I found my coffee mug... in the microwave.

I also lost my mouse cursor (it was hiding on my laptop screen) and my keyboard connection (it needed love and rebooting). I lost my memory and forgot how to close a door. And if things keep up, I'm going to lose my mind...