Monday-itis.

I've got a bad case of Monday-itis. Its actually in the wiktionary!

Mondayitis

1. "the tired and apathetic feeling experienced by persons returning to work on a Monday after the weekend"

Except for me it was working till 1215am Sunday night...and hour past home time and an 9 hour shift without a dinner break. A crappy night at work alright. And then waking up to get the kids off to school. Extra early today because miss 7 was doing an item for assembly.
Finding a bombsite that needs cleaning because of the effects of 5 messy bodies all being around on the weekend. I hate housework. Sometimes I think hubby got a real "dud" when it comes to my cleaning skills. Dusting, ironing, laundry... blergh. Theres no way when I was a little girl did I want to grow up and be a maid. But someone has to do it...am I right? Whinge, whinge.
I put bubba to bed for a nap and cranked up my new CD and danced my way through my housework. (Loving this song).
Soon my attitude changed. Thankfulness replaced my unthankfulness. Joy replaced my weariness. The creative juices have started to flow, and I have officially got over my Monday-itis.
Does anyone else get a bad case of Monday-itis?