100 Happy Days: Day 12
“He said, ‘There are only two days in the year that nothing can be done. One is called yesterday and the other is called tomorrow, so today is the right day to love, believe, do, and mostly live.'”
Since beginning this challenge, I’ve had to face Mondays head on. I usually loathe this dreaded day of the week.
The beginning of the week.
Where in the shit brains did I leave off on Friday afternoon?
The weekend is SO far away!
I’m convinced, if we just eliminated Mondays and replaced them with a much suitable day, much like Doug Funnie did back in the 90’s, we’d be better off. Quail Man had defeated the evil Dr. Bone after he tried getting rid of weekends altogether. However, the heroic Quail Man prevailed, and he even added that extra day of the week I want so bad, Funday.
Unlike Doug, I don’t want to add a day.
Just replace it.
With a non work day.
So I can do nothing.
Well, I’d work out, but other than that, nothing.
I remember going to a Jamie Cullum concert a few years ago and meeting the band afterwards. It was back when I worked in the dreaded retail world and I had work the next morning, on a Sunday. When the band asked what I was doing later on that night, I told them I had work early the next morning and had to go home.
Work? On a Sunday? You Americans are odd.
It was then that I did a little mental foot stomp because I felt like life wasn’t fair because I had to go chop corn at 6:30 in the morning the day after trying to get drunk in Boston.
Yo, Jamie Cullum’s band. You’re right.
Fast forward a few years and here I am, with the same hatred for Mondays that I previously had for Sundays. But because I’m challenging myself to being happy everyday, I thought I’d take another approach to Mondays and I found out while falling asleep last night, that they aren’t that bad. I decided to put together a list of things that I like about Mondays:
1. They usually FLY by.
Much like right now. It’s already after 2 o’clock, which means I have less than 3 hours until I leave. I can dig that.
2. I’ve had 2 whole days to relax and take my mind off of the corporate world.
At 5:00 PM on Fridays, I am shut off from here. Any sort of anxiety I had about not getting something done, or a hard time I was having gets put into the back of mind and doesn’t resurface until 8 AM on Monday. Sometimes, not until 10 AM.
I had an amazing weekend with my Drummer man, so that took a lot of the “almost” steam I had coming out of my ears last week. Trying to be happy for 100 days can be tough during the busy season. But I did it. And hangin’ with my main squeeze totes makes it that much better.
3. The beginning of my workout week/”me” time
Mondays mark the beginning of my workout week. I workout about 4-5 days a week, and usually give myself Fridays and Sundays off, as well as Saturdays if I’m visiting my dude for the weekend, so I get really excited to start back up with my routine. Clean eating and sweating my ass off. Frigg. Yes. Plus, I lost another lb. last week, so every weigh in motivates me for the following week.
Mondays also tend to be my “me” nights. I get out of work, do my health-tastic thing, and then it’s just me. In my room or woman-cave, recording music or catching up on TV. Nothing is better than alone time. Legit. Nothing.
4. Time flies. No, seriously.
I know I always say that the weekend is SOOOOO far away. But it’s not. In fact, I want the weeks to slow the eff down. The end of every week is just that. And only 4 of those weeks make a month. 12 months later, a whole year has passed. Is anyone else totally blown away by that? Time is flying by. I remember being 21 like it was yesterday. I think that’s when my time perception sped up. Up until then, the days, weeks, and months dragggged. Now I’m trying to hold on to them for dear life. Stop that time. You crazy sonofabitch.
So there. This is some MAJOR progress in my happiness project.
I swear I’m not high, guys.
If I were, I’d probably be more like “Mondays are a draaaaaaaag man. Ash that and pass that.”