Up, up and away
London, Ontario, August 2007 [Click to embiggen]
I've never been particularly fond of Mondays. I enjoy the quiet of weekends, and as much as I love the work that I do, there's something daunting about standing at the precipice of a new week, with all those days of potential hanging out there.
I know that compared to others, I have it ridiculously easy. I don't work a seven-day week and I don't spend my days thousands of feet below the surface of the earth, breathing coal dust and wondering if I'll ever again see the light of day. I press spring-loaded keys for a living, assembling words on a screen and occasionally talking to people far away to get the information I need to keep assembling those words. The most laborious part of my day involves walking the dog or heading down to the gym for a workout. My workweek isn't backbreaking, so I shouldn't shun Mondays as I do.
But I'm a creature of habit, and I don't enjoy going to sleep on Sunday night, knowing what lies ahead of me when the sun comes back up.
So to help ease the transition back into a higher gear of life, I look for little snippets of brightness, color and perspective.
Your turn: Bob Geldof and his Boomtown Rats notwithstanding, where do you stand on Mondays? Why?
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I'm with Bob. I wanna shoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooot the whole day down.
ReplyDeleteI love how you describe your job, Carmi.
Mondays are my "house blessing" day...the day I do a quick two hour clean-the-whole-house day. Since I love that fresh smell of it, I almost kind of like it. I get the kids off to school, a quick workout, then off to bless my house. I am probably the only person I know who does like Monday!
ReplyDeleteHope yours was okay enough today.
Love those colors Carmi!
ReplyDeleteI don't have an issue with Monday so much as Sunday night. The close of the weekend brings the realization of all the things I want to do that won't be completed before bedtime. I feel like a clock is ticking and I have to hurry to save spectators before the bomb goes. Then again, maybe it's just me.
ReplyDeleteI like this house blessing idea that Tommie mentioned.
What I have to do for the rest of the week determines how I attack Mondays - or not. Some of them are just good for sleeping in, and others are a day to get started on what lies ahead.
ReplyDeleteMonday robs us of our individuality and our freedom, in a nutshell.
ReplyDeleteMondays, to me, are like mornings. Any morning. Night time is my sacred time (yes, Louis Armstrong got it right when he sang about "dark sacred night" - that's my motto). Night times are when things quiet down and pressure's off. Or night time's when I get my best work done (depends on deadlines). But morning will come and the phone will ring again and the Outside World will invade the cocoon.
ReplyDeleteI don't particularly hate Mondays - while I love my kids more than life itself, they return to school Mondays (ped days and holidays notwithstanding) and I can have the quiet of the house to either work uninterrupted or relax with a movie.
I actually see Monday as a soothing predictability...you know it'll always roll around.
But I don't see it as the bugaboo everyone seems to assign it - I never have, even when I was in school or working in an office setting. To me, the day is what matters, not the prefix.
Monday is when I'm attempting to adjust back to a "normal" schedule of getting up/going to sleep instead of the sleeping too much on weekends schedule.
ReplyDeleteI think my workmates have worked out to leave asking questions until after they see me heading for my 3rd cup of coffee.
Again I stopped by for your WW and ended up finding something else I want to comment on. :-P
ReplyDeleteI hate Mondays, hate hate hate! :-P The sad part is I love my job ONCE I am in the room. I have fun with my teaching, everyone wants to be there (usually ;-) ) and I come out feeling much better than I went in. BUT the thought of my weekend ending every Sunday night, and waking up first thing Monday morning, BOO!
Did you take that shot? Beautiful!
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