In Defense of Monday

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Please don’t hate me because I love Monday.
There I said it. I love Monday.

Look , I realize it’s not a popular day. As a society, collectively, we all hate Monday. Right? No, not all of us. Not me. And I’m not alone. There are others. Individuals and subgroups that secretly, shamefully rejoice as Sunday evening comes to a close. Secretly, yes. Some us even go so far as to click like on the anti Monday cartoons that populate our news feeds as the dreadful day draws near. Why?, I don’t know. Guilt maybe. The desire to fit in. Plus, some of that crap is really funny.

I’ve decided to let go of the shame. I say we hide no more. It’s time to stand up and be counted. Who are we?

I’ll start with myself.
For years, I stayed home with my kids. Today, I stay home with my dad (aka grandpa).

Sure, I partake in TGIF. I kick off my shoes in the foyer, toss my sweater and books on the coffee table and order takeout. I head over to Caladesi Island (https://www.floridastateparks.org/park/Caladesi-Island). Read a book with my toes in the sand. I binge on Netflix. Watch a little football (not really,that’s a lie). All that. I relax with the rest of society. Really, I do.

Come Monday though, I’m ready to take back the house and the world as I know it. I enjoy cleaning up, clearing out, restocking and organizing. A place for everything and everything in its place….until Friday.

As most people take on the commute back to their classrooms and cubicles, I take pleasure in leisurely strolling the grocery store. It’s like a beach town, after Labor Day, when the tourists have all gone home. I hum along to the elevator music, exchange small talk with the bakery ladies and flirt with the butcher. Except lately, he’s been calling me Ma’am which wrecks the whole thing. But that’s another story.

Don’t hate okay. Real jobs (ahem) have perks too, even on Monday. I know, I’ve been there. And trust me, the caretaker life is not all fun and games. But that’s another story. Today I choose to walk on the sunny side. Because it’s, you know, that day I love.

I’m not the only one. The seniors love Monday. I see them out there getting their cardio up as they take back the mall, their own personal indoor track. I see others of them gleefully congregating as they sip the free coffee at Mickey D’s. There are the hair stylists and barbers too. Monday is their Sunday. Except they don’t have to share it with the whole country. And the post office is open! What’s not to love? Don’t forget the pizza guy. Any pizza place worth its’ sauce is closed on Monday. Surely the pizza guy needs a little r & r. And there are others. Too many to name. You get the picture.

Come to think of it, speaking only for myself now, I kinda love every day of the week. Over the past several years I’ve been learning to live in the day. To stay in the here and now. To plan and prepare responsibly of course but to be where I am. I’ve learned not to reserve a particular day, event or occasion as the grand finale. I no longer hang on until Friday and I don’t pay the piper on Monday. I’m right here, right now, right at this moment. Whenever and wherever that might be, if I’m paying attention, there’s always something to appreciate. These days, I try to pay attention. Every day is a good day.

Tuesday, for example. Don’t even get me started on Tuesday. The house is clean, the fridge is stocked. Tuesday is a great day to do a little writing, drop in for a trim at the hair salon or grab a slice with grandpa at our favorite pizza joint. God I love Tuesday! But that’s another story.

 

cheers

j

13 comments on “In Defense of Monday
  1. This is the first post of yours that I’ve read, and I like your style. I like Mondays, too. Glad to have found your blog. Look forward to reading more!

  2. Well…i will not be cheering you on here! Monday to me is a reminder that responsibility is on its way, “time to make the doughnuts” to get up early, go out in the snow, drive to work, and of course WORK! Hope you enjoy your day, I will be sharing this post at work, let me know if you can feel the bullets from Florida

    • Ha ha. I know Andrea, I remember the dread. Thanks for sharing at work! I’ll take the bullets.
      I still get up at 5:30am on Monday. Guilt, because the rest of the house & world is getting up.

  3. It’s a great moment as a human being when we can say to ourselves with a smile “Ahhhhh…I’m not alone.” Three cheers for Mondays! And I will do my best to appreciate Tuesdays a bit more in the future! 😉 Thanks Jeanne!

  4. Ugh! Monday is the hardest day for me!! I start kicking into gear Monday afternoon but if I didn’t work outside the home I’d probably love Mondays too!! Good post Jeanne!

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