An Ode to Monday

Hello Monday — We meet again. Many 9 to 5ers have been dreading you since they got off work at approximately 5:00 pm, their time, on Friday. You’re the day that comes through that kills the weekend buzz and puts butts in comfy looking chairs that are oddly very uncomfortable.

An Ode to Monday

It’s not you, Monday, it’s us. You see, if the work week started on Tuesday, we’d hate Tuesday. Looks like you just drew the short end of the straw and everyone hates you.

It’s just that the weekend is when we get to feel like Superman/Superwoman and we can do whatever the heck we want. If push came to shove, sometimes I think we feel like we could deflect a speeding, out of control car, from colliding with a little old lady, just like in the movies–Only on the weekend though–When we come rolling up to the beach, we think our friends are thinking to themselves–“It’s a bird, it’s a plane, no it’s (insert your name here).” Then you come around and tell us to get back to “life.”

We trade our cape for a suit and our superhuman strength for glasses to see all the numbers on those spreadsheets when you come around. Our coffee is to us what spinach is to Popeye, and we need lots of coffee to battle the week and get back our superhuman strength.

There’s some hope for you, Monday. Only the majority of 9 to 5ers hate you. You’re actually a welcomed sight or even just another day to a few of us. Some of us really like you and appreciate that you and the rest of the days in the work week give us the chance to bust our butts at work, so we can have some money to blow on gear we probably don’t need and on extended trips.

You’re not so bad, Monday, because some of us recognize that we can have fun on you just like we do on Saturday and Sunday. We can pack a lot of fun and joy into 16 hours, we’ve been doing it for years. Whether it be 8 hours of sleeping, 2 hours of head banging to music going to and from work, and 6 hours climbing, running, cycling, cooking, or anything else that’s fun and ends in–ing. You’ve given us a lot of time to be a superhero, we just have to hide our superhero cape underneath our work clothes for 8 hours.

I’m sorry Monday, that a lot of people hate you. I just hope you know that I’m one of your biggest fans because you’re like the early morning sun telling everyone to get the heck up and moving. Keep doing your job and telling people it’s time to kick some butt for the week, you’re doing a good job at it. The thought of you might take a little bit of time for people to catch on and appreciate. Don’t worry Monday, it’s only a matter of time before everyone comes around to enjoy you for what you are and represent. When we do, you’ll have boat loads of new best friends.

Look forward to seeing you again, Monday!