Mondays are an annoying day for me.  First of all you’ve got you usual “Monday Effect” going on where you’re coming down from the weekend and also tired.  But also for me, Monday means that it’s allergy shot day.

What I call allergy shots is an evil concoction of things that I am allergic to (prescribed by Doctor Nietzsche),  delivered by doses in shot form incrementally increasing in concentration weekly.  The thinking as I understand it (before my lovely wife calls me an idiot in the comments) is that if my body gets used to the allergens I get in high doses, my exposure from relatively less “normal” causes will mean I won’t react as strongly.

And in case you thought I was being dramatic with the Nietzsche comment, I should also mention that after getting the dose I have to wait for 30 minutes at the hospital just so that they can EpiPen me if I start dying.  Whee!

So then I go to work, and so in addition to being sleepy and grumpy now my arms are frigging ITCHY from being injected with crap I’m allergic to.   And though even though I get up earlier than usual to make my appointment, I arrive at work late so I miss the daily status meeting.  My bosses know the reason why I’m late but I still feel like a frigging slacker.

And because I get to work late, I am behind so I have to work late.  By the time I get home I’m *hungry*.

Mondays suck.