Monday

The thought of a new beginning is usually refreshing; I like the feeling of having a new sheet of paper, a clean bathroom, or even a new semester I guess. No matter what the situation, a fresh start or a clean slate helps keep me optimistic for what is to come. I can leave behind the dirt and bad memories of the past, but I must also leave behind any accomplishments or triumphs as well. The hardest new start, for me, comes at the start of every new week. I know technically the beginning of the week comes on Sunday, but I always count Monday as the first day of my week because Sunday is just spent dwelling on the fact that fucking Monday is right around the corner. Mondays are generally the least favored day of the week, and I'm pretty sure that's because they suck. It is really stressful having to anticipate your upcoming responsibilities and work you don't want to do, not to mention people you don't want to see or spend that much time around. Why don't Mondays carry the same invigorating sense of renewal that an empty, new notebook or a fresh load of laundry does? They do provide the same prospect of success, but I feel like once that first roadblock gets in my way, I am defeated and the rest of the week seems grim and so endless. I try to go into each new week with a fairly positive attitude, but the days drag on so slowly from Monday to Friday, and then the weekend just blows by. I gage time by the number of weeks until our next break or end of the semester, which really doesn't keep me reaching for a goal so much as it keeps me miserable going through the motions of every week. It is hard to find little discoveries in your day or ways to keep life fresh, but I need to start doing more of that. It gets harder and harder to keep life fresh when you do the same damn thing everyday, but most of working America probably feels this way. I look at the way my parents live; they go to work week in and week out with only the glimmer of a week and a half vacation to look forward to, and I wonder how people do it. How is it that my mom can cheer me up when she has a constant To-Do list running through her head? You really do have to count your blessings everyday and celebrate the small things because there are always going to be fucking Mondays.



This clip is kinda heavy on the cheap bathroom humor, but I still like it. It captures the spirit of Monday.