Life's better with cake and a sprinkle of fairy dust
I am not usually a grump. Mondays, like any other day, are not usually this bad for me. I always manage to tell myself that it’ll get better as the day progresses. You see, I’m usually a glass-half-full kind of gal. Today I’m finding it really hard to muster up my usual cheer. I kind of feel like this wee dragon who has been tasked with protecting a giant pot of gold bigger than herself. Deep breaths, I tell myself. Monday will be over soon.