Gotta Love those CarpentersTalkin’ to myself and feelin’ oldSometimes I’d like to quitNothing ever seems to fitHangin’ aroundNothing to do but frownRainy Days and Mondays always get me down.What I’ve got they used to call the bluesNothin’ is really wrongFeelin’ like I don’t belongWalkin’ aroundSome kind of lonely clownRainy Days and Mondays always get me down.Funny but it seems I always wind up herewith youNice to know somebody loves meFunny but it seems that it’s the only thing to doRun and find the one who loves me.What I feel has come and gone beforeNo need to talk it outWe know what it’s all aboutHangin’ aroundNothing to do but frownRainy Days and Mondays always get me down.
Jill of all trades, master of none! Pick one please and devote time to perfecting that task. Advice to my children, not yet taken by me. Now that I’m grown I should figure out what I want to do. Maybe what I’ll do is spend time deciding what to do! ha ha not terribly fulfilling. Stay tuned.
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Spring…Monday…new start right? Think I’ll change that to Tuesday and take a nap.
