TGIF

So, I
just spent
the whole
75-minute
slow-flow
yoga class
cursing the
(perfectly sweet,
cheerful and
zen-like)
teacher for
taking poses
too slowly
and wishing
for a
jumbo glass
of chardonnay.

(Or two.)

Which perfectly
sums up
the kind
of (frustrating,
mind-numbing,
nothing-done-
right) day
I had.

Off to
the bar ...
.... ya think?