weekends are the best,
but sunday nights are the worst.
it makes me so sad when i see the time going by on sundays,
because i know it means i'm just getting closer and closer to monday morning.
i have a cup of coffee and cinnabon creamer to snap me out of my funk.
every day, i become less and less of a morning person,
and i learn to appreciate my coffee more and more.
maybe if i had one of these prints hanging in my kitchen, i would be a bit more willing to welcome the morning.
|graphic anthology on etsy|
|texturedINK on etsy|
|noodle hug on etsy|
this one makes me chuckle. :)
what wakes you up in the morning?