Sweet Monday morning poxitude

how bitterly I missed thee.

But at last, we were this morning reunited.

An intoxicating mix of shite weather, obnoxious kids, grumpy wife, meteorological dreariness, corporate ineptitude, imminent change of season, impending return of the school commute brought a tightening to my chest that I had almost forgotten.
The Monday morning nausea that makes the bright days that much brighter.
The minus 3 notch on the Contentment Scale.