I've mentioned how much worse Tuesday is than Monday - even though today I have it stacked with conference meetings; I'm calling it a weekend. I'm going to wear short pants to the board meeting. I'll listen to Jimmy Buffet and speak that chilleaze language. I'll have steak for lunch.
I'll celebrate after lunch that Tuesday is on it's death bed. As the beginning work week gives way to the mid-week which will then turn to the birth of the glorious weekend.