Well, we knew eventually the clock would strike midnight;
The ball gown would be gone;
The coach would turn back to a pumpkin;
The footmen would become mice once again;
And we my friends,
Would be back to work on Monday;
Working 9 to 5, what a way to make a living. 
Have a beautiful Monday my friends, I will be thinking about each of you. As always, thank you for stopping by my little piece of heaven, here in the desert, that I so love to call home. Country hugs and so much love,
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