I read a quote yesterday:
“If you hate Mondays, you must hate your job. Maybe you should find another job. Then you wouldn’t mind coming into work on Mondays. You may even look forward to it.”
First of all:
- Just be quiet. Really.
- I don’t “hate” Mondays. I simply dislike them. I usually have a pile of emails and resumes to look over. And I don’t mind that at all. It’s just that-
- I love my unscheduled time. I enjoy not having to worry about when to wake up, when to fit in all of my projects to get them done when people need them. These projects motivate me, they stimulate me, but I still have to live and die by my calendar. That said,
- If I didn’t have my calendar to keep me moving, I probably wouldn’t move very much. I enjoy down time.
- Part of this is my fault; if I would just keep a normal sleep schedule like the rest of the week, I wouldn’t be tired. So I will accept that blame. But really-
- Mondays are the start of all of the chaos I enjoy doing. But it’s still the beginning. Kind of like starting to grade a pile of reports. It’s a big pile. But they are interesting reports. But it’s a big pile.
- I am, and always will be, a “glass is half full” kinda gal. But even optimists have something that puts a bug in their britches. Mine is Mondays. Got it? So, to recap:
- I love my job, the people I work with, the students, and the different projects that keep me hopping. It’s just that I don’t like Mondays.
Thank you. My rant is done.