I sure wish it wasn’t Monday. I hardly did a thing yesterday. Now I have a bunch of stuff to do today, which includes numerous phone calls. I’m so sick of the phone. I don’t know of anyone who has known me who would ever expect that I would say I’m tired of the phone. I don’t even have anything to say. At least not anything that will make a positive difference. I can certainly whine and complain, but that doesn’t do anyone any good. Perhaps I should hide out for the day, although that would just postpone all the calls I need to make.