I’m trying to keep my head up about this whole Monday business. It was a forgotten-chapstick, forgotten-sunglasses, almost-miss-the-bus type of morning followed by a rejection afternoon. Plus, I’m ridiculously sore from the soccer game I participated in yesterday. This is definitely the type of Monday that calls for a Dogfish Head Raison D’Etre at the end of the day. It occurred to me in enough time that drafting my unsolicited cover letter to send to nonprofits during happy hour probably isn’t the soundest idea.
The best thing to do now is get some dinner (a salsa-chicken-cheese baked dish I’m making up), watch a Daily Show, and wait for Tuesday.