Ridiculously long Mondays are back

It's that time of year. When Mondays are completely crazy. Leave work early to pick up Darby from softball practice (team #1), grab a quick dinner, take Darby to softball practice (team #2), go directly from softball practice to piano lessons, get home about nine. In most ways it's worth it. But don't ask me as much on a Monday, as I'm likely to give you the "effoff" look or something.