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A Case of the Mondays

I’m sure it will come as no surprise that Monday isn’t my favourite day of the week.

Who likes the end of the weekend right? How can anyone be excited for another week in the office, especially with temperatures expected to reach 30*C? Hellooooo, that’s beach weather and this beach bum hates missing out on all the fun in the sun. But, they’re unavoidable. I come face to face with Monday morning every week, so today (after sleeping in a half hour), I decided to make the most of it.

Instead of dreading my day, I realized it’s a blank slate. This whole week is really a blank slate. I can either enjoy it, or not. It’s a simple concept, but it’s not an easy thing to do.

I easily get caught up in all the things that make Mondays suck.

Red left yesterday.

I have five 10-hour days ahead of me.

I’m tired.

The list goes on, and on, and on…





Never underestimate the power of a Google search to make you smile.



But, I have five days of work ahead of me. I can get a lot done this week. I can make a difference – no matter how small – at each of my jobs.

I woke up today in a big, comfortable bed inside a big, comfortable apartment. More importantly, I woke up today. Healthy. Alive.

I have another week of breakfast at the dining room table with F, in our PJ’s. It’s also another week of our drive to and from day care, looking for big trucks, “ambliances”, and city street sweepers. Another week of reading books before bed.

It’s going to be a hot, sunshine-y week and I’ll be in an air-conditioned office during the brunt of the heat, and out walking with F and the dog when the sun is setting. Beautiful.

They may be small blessings, but they are blessings nonetheless.

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