mondays seem to be the most grueling and longest days. not only do they carry the stigma of being the first day of the work week, mondays constantly test my mental and physical stability. most mondays demand gym time during lunch and practice at night, starting new projects at work and finishing marketing projects for derby at home, and never is there time for a proper dinner. at the end of the night, i'll call conor to catch up and say goodnight, and he'll wonder how i do it all in one day.

this monday has almost pushed me over the edge. the day was full of distractions, indecision, lost keys, a dead car battery, chaos, hits, falls, and an empty fridge.

but the day is almost over. and tomorrow is already just around the corner. there is no need to look back at today and worry about all the things that went wrong. as conor would say:

forward progress.