The ugly redheaded stepchild no one loves. That’s how Monday would feel if it had feelings. “Ugh, it’s Monday”, like a reoccurring bad dream. Or that neighbor that you see coming across the way, just knowing they are coming to whine about something.
But I LOVE Mondays. I love getting back into a routine. After a weekend of “hurry up, we gotta get to ball”, “Where did you say the game was again?”, “really, you made plans with them?” or not having anything to do! (I’m not sure which is worse!). Monday is a breather for those of us that love everything in their place!
Monday there is no guess work. The alarm goes off and you know your role. Blindly swat at the alarm to shut the screaming off. Crawl outta bed to step into a semi warm shower. The first sip of coffee. Yelling at the kids to get their butts moving! Finally out the door on your way to the endless emails and job duties.
But the whole point of it is Mondays don’t require any thought. You know what you need to do. So Monday, here’s to you. I raise my coffee mug in honor of you! Thank you for keeping my routine alive and well!