why do weekends end so soon?

I know. Why ask. But really. Why do weekends end so soon? When I was in school, I always dreaded Sundays because they led to Mondays and Mondays meant waking up early, going to classes, and doing that again and again until Friday. And when I worked, I did pretty much the same thing. I dreaded Sundays, particularly Sunday evenings, because they came before my Mondays of rush hour traffic, office chatter, computer screen staring, meetings (Oh, how I hated those meeting), and doing it all over again.

I’m a stay at home mom now, so my Sundays are more enjoyable than they used to be, but still, I do sometimes get that feeling in the pit of my stomach at the end of a beautiful Sunday. Today we celebrated my mom’s birthday. I won’t say her age here, but she’s a good age. 🙂 It was beautiful weather today and on the way home we passed a scene of cows, big brown beautiful cows lying in very green grass. I tried taking a picture but we were traveling too fast for the picture to do any justice to what I saw. The skies were blue and the breeze that I felt on my sunkissed eyes as I closed them was, in a word, heavenly.

It was a good day, a beautiful day. I am not really looking forward to this day ending, but I am thankful today to be alive. No, wait, I’m thankful every day to be alive, but today, I’m making a conscious decision to thankful of this moment and this moment and this one, right here.

Mondays. I can’t say I love them. But, I guess with the awareness that they mean that life goes on from one beautiful moment to another possibly beautiful moment, I can’t hate them either.

Mondays. Let’s reclaim Mondays. Let’s get happy for Mondays, next Monday.


Do you dread Mondays? What’s causing your dread?

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