Bonjour, Kittens McTootsies. Happy Tuesday, that marvelous day occurring after Monday, and yet, before Wednesday.
Tuesdays are like Mondays, only older. It doesn’t have the hump of a Wednesday, nor the death feels of a Monday– and certainly not the oooh, wine in the cupboard excitement of a Thursday or Friday. No, Tuesdays are like the worst day of the week.
So, how to deal with such a mess of a day? Robyn. Yeah, dug, Robyn. Like water in spring, and glitter to my night, Robyn is balm to my wounds, how I get through my Tuesday morning commute.
How do you get over the Tuesday slump, peaches? (Answer: More Robyn)