I Don’t Care If Monday’s Blue.

Mondays are always tough. I know that’s a cliché and hackneyed joke, one that can be counted on to pop up on a regular basis everywhere from the office watercooler to Garfield comics. It’s so pervasive there’s even a counter-response, people who like Mondays. I can respect that even if I don’t share the feeling. Especially this Monday. This weekend I was sick and didn’t get much done. A busy weekend can make Monday feel like a relief, even if it’s not entirely welcome, just because it is a break. Almost as old as jokes about Mondays is the saying that “a bad day of [fill in hobby] is better than a good day at work!” My feeling is that even a good day of housecleaning isn’t that much better than a good day at work, unless somebody brought donuts in, which usually happens on Thursdays. When I’m cleaning the house no one’s going to bring in donuts unless I bring them in myself.

This weekend I was also sick. There was a sudden drop in the temperature last week and while I’m healthy in almost every other way I get a cold at the drop of a hat. Or rather at the drop in the mercury. I’ve been coughing and blowing my nose for a few days but didn’t really realize how sick I was until Saturday when I changed the sheets and made the bed while listening to “The Day Before You Came” by ABBA and that simple task was so exhausting I fell down onto the bed into a three hour nap. Then when I woke up I thought how nice it was that someone had changed the sheets and made the bed for me that I fell into a two hour nap.

I might not have even gotten up this morning but I had a doctor’s appointment, which was a nice break in my usual Monday routine of going to work. It was just a simple checkup—my doctor requires me to stop in and prove I’m still alive every six months or so and reauthorize all my prescriptions.

Instead of going to the office I drove back home, mostly along the same route that takes me home from work—my doctor’s office isn’t that far from my office, which is convenient, but, because I’d been sick, I decided to work from home. Normally my drive is very early in the morning or late in the afternoon so it was kind of a treat to see the midmorning world. There were people out walking dogs, people pushing strollers, even a half moon hanging high in the sky.

I still won’t go so far as to say I like Mondays but I like this Monday.

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  1. Thomas Slatin

    When it’s Friday, I’m in love. 😉
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    1. Christopher Waldrop (Post author)

      Sounds like you found The Cure. 😀

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  2. Matt

    There’s nothing like taking the Monday off. The only other thing better is taking the next day off, too.

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  3. mydangblog

    Wait until you retire—Monday is just like any other day, once you stop waking up in a panic that you slept in and you’re late!
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    1. Christopher Waldrop (Post author)

      A coworker just retired and everyone was asking her what she planned to do. She kept saying she didn’t know which I thought was the perfect answer. She can enjoy the peace and there will be time to find things to do.

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  4. Ann Koplow

    I like this Monday because it’s Labor Day and I’m reading your posts, Chris.

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    1. Christopher Waldrop (Post author)

      I’m glad I could help add some leisure to your Labor Day, Ann.

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