I know a lot of people disagree with me and can wax poetic in their dislike of Mondays. I understand where they're coming from, but on Mondays the freedom of the weekend has usually left me feeling rested, refreshed, and ready to kick some administrative butt. Sure, I often feel that "scratched record" moment where I pause and remind myself that it's no longer the weekend and I must endeavor to fit my very square peg personality into the round hole that is my job. But I adjust, and I am okay with having to do so.
Tuesday and Wednesday tend to pass by in a blur - sometimes a painful blur, but a blur nonetheless. By the time Thursday gets here, I'm exhausted and there are two whole days left in the work week. I wake up feeling as tired as I went to bed and the feeling doesn't go away all day. There is some kind of bend in the space-time continuum that makes Thursday seem four times as long as any other day of the week, and I resent it.
Thursday mocks me by not being Friday. On Friday I can at least grin and bear it. I think about what I'm going to do on the weekend and which classic movie I'm going to watch that night. I tell myself work will be over in a few hours and I can go home singing I Don't Have To Be Me 'Til Monday. But on Thursday, that is a whole day away.
So here is what we've learned: Maria has her cranky pants on this morning and the video for I Don't Have To Be Me 'Til Monday is actually kind of awesome. Click on the link if you haven't already. I'm fantasizing right now about that portal and wearing the red can-can dress someplace where a red can-can dress would be perfectly appropriate. And not having to be me until Monday.
2 comments:
Well you have one day lft. Hope you have a great Friday. I love Fridays- it's like the springtime of the week- it's calm and a little better than the rest of the week, but you still know you have two days that are better in front of you.
"Springtime of the week" - I love it!
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