Footprints on the Moon

Man, today has just been a Monday. Do you know what I mean? Not a bad day, but lots of little things that go wrong the way Mondays like to do. This morning I got up alright, but then I couldn’t find my tie, and then I couldn’t find my keys. And then I got down the block, and had to come back for something I forgot. I ended up finally getting on the road about the time I’m usually getting TO work. Thankfully I don’t live all that far away, and traffic wasn’t bad.
The work day was decent enough, considering all the crazies that come out of the woodwork on Mondays. And now tonight things aren’t going right either. Mainly in that my dinner just didn’t turn out. I wanted to go to McDonalds, but made the conscious choice not to “be bad”, and came home. So it’s just extra sucky that the dinner I *did* have wasn’t very good.
Okay, Universe, I get it. It’s a Monday. But you know what? In the end, none of that matters… heck, I started the day in kind of a funk, so maybe this Monday was just a self-fulfilling prophecy. In the end, I won’t remember any of this in a couple of days anyway.

I find myself back to the cell phone shopping thing, again. I thought I’d need to purchase my new cell phone when I got onto my own cell phone plan in August. It wasn’t necessary then, however, and I’ve been putting it off as I don’t really have the extra money for that. We’re sneaking up on the Vegas trip, though, and I had hoped to get a phone that was a little more reliable by then. Add onto that that the phone seems to be dying… It suddenly doesn’t want to hang onto phone calls inside my apartment, and something tells me the problem isn’t that I need a cell phone booster. I’ve never had problems with reception in my apartment building before. Plus the fact that the battery likes to move around and shut my phone off whenever the heck it wants? Yeah… it’s time.