Thursdays.

Oh, Thursday I love you because that means a half day tomorrow or better yet maybe a half day off.
It's ok... That I admitted I had terrible PMS to my husband via an emoticon yesterday. It's bad. To have a gazillion XFactors and The Voices to watch. To have eaten at least 10 single wrapped Sour Patch Kid candies last night. To set the alarm clock for 6:45am everyday, but get up at 7:45am. To absolutely love Zumba even though I know I look like an idiot. That I have no faith in the Texas Longhorns this weekend. Pretty sure they are going to get put through the ringer. New coach, maybe? Doubtful. To really want E to find something that will make him happy, lower his stress level and allow him to stay home on Saturday mornings. That I tell my boss how it is and really don't care about his feelings. Is that bad? To know I need to be more compassionate and empathetic. To download three books to my Kindle and still have three that are only half-read. To love alcohol club more than book club. To want to chop my hair off...especially when it's impossible to run my fingers through the rat's nest. That I want Tory Burch Revas in absolutely every color. And, that I will pretty much be asking for TB gift cards for Xmas. To hope we don't have coffee at home tomorrow morning, so I can get my first red Starbuck's cup of the season. To officially start the countdown to December. Two vacations, my birthday and Christmas...Blessed.
Lastly, it's okay to want a glass of vino at 2:00pm on a Thursday.