Sunday, Sunday

Sundays typically make me happy. But then around 4pm lately, it’s just been down right depressing. The Browns are breaking my heart more than any boy has ever broke it. I really thought this was the year. I thought Peyton Hillis and Colt McCoy were the answers to our years of questions.

But…apparently not. So another year, another heartbreaking season.

And then there’s this whole “fall back” time change. I actually enjoyed the extra hour of sleep – and seriously slept a good 9 hours I think. But when I got home from watching the game and dinner and it was already dark out (and not even 7pm), I just got depressed. It’s so hard for me to want to go out and be social in the winter and the minute I saw the dark, it reminded me of that.

I’m off for a couple of days for a little road trip to visit a client, in good old Shelbyville, Indiana. I’m sure the tweets from the road will be interesting (they usually are). Then after being back for a few days, the plan is to head back to Indiana.

That state must love me.

About Charlene Ann

Type A, City Dweller. Lover of all things CLE, bad pop music, coffee, reading, to-do lists and wine.
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2 Responses to Sunday, Sunday

  1. tamariez says:

    I get my hopes up every weekend for the Browns too… (Sigh..)

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