I am glad the weekend is almost over. I hate weekends. Don't throw your shoes at me, I can't help it. I started to say I was born this way, but that isn't true. I am recalling in yon distant pass, when I worked, I loved weekends. I don't have much to talk about because it's the weekend. I have nothing to talk about on the weekends. However I had some wonderful visitors yesterday. Jim and Cora came to see me.
Tomorrow I get to call a bank and yell at them. That's why I can't wait unil Monday.
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I still love the weekend but I totally see your point yelling at the bank is so worth a Monday.
Have a great week.
You let em' have it! Banks need to be yelled at every now and then to keep them in line. You know you could come volunteer at Memorial Hospital! :)
My Mom used to complain about weekends. She died three years ago and it was a wonderful 'hit' of home to hear the bitch again. Thank you.
Mom was 4 years older than you and from Oklahoma City. When we were bugging her she used to whip around and say "if you kids don't get out of my hair I'm going to sit you down and make you hear about the dust bowl again!" It always sent us scattering!
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