Sunday Night

I'm annoyed because it's Sunday night and I have the blues. If my world were perfect - the following things would be true:

I could eat chocolate and get thinner while doing so
I could sleep for 10 hours every 24 hour period
I would have a maid
I could effectively speed read
My newspaper would never be stolen
It would not be 8 thousand degrees in here
I would have someone to take out my garbage and do my groceries
Todaywould be Saturday

I have to change my linens. I also have to put away my laundry. Both of these tasks seem like enormous undertakings. I'm not sure i have it in me...