Chapter 1: The Dread of Monday

Mondays often cast a shadow over my week, and today is no exception. I found myself overwhelmed with exhaustion yesterday, shedding tears about how I cherish the serene Sunday mornings but dread the impending arrival of Monday. It’s a recurring cycle of grief as I bid farewell to the joy of the weekend and brace for the responsibilities ahead.

Sundays are my sanctuary. I allow myself the luxury of sleeping in, tackling only the chores I fancy while indulging in episodes of "Love Is Blind." My coffee cup is larger because, why not? I stroll leisurely through parks instead of rushing through runs, and I indulge in some window shopping, perhaps spending a bit of my hard-earned savings. Sunday feels like a comforting companion, while Monday looms like an obligation.

As I woke this morning, sunlight streamed through my window, reminiscent of yesterday’s warmth. Yet, it felt different—it's Monday. I shuffled to the kitchen for a modest cup of coffee, mindful not to overdo it on caffeine. Instead of diving into an exciting new book, I opted for a podcast, all because it’s Monday.

What has Monday done to deserve such negativity?

Monday doesn’t demand much from me, yet I find myself blaming her for the pressures I impose on myself. When someone questions my lack of enthusiasm, she’s the scapegoat. Why am I less cheerful? Why choose a salad over that tempting BLT?

Monday greets me with sunshine, yet I respond with rejection, declaring I’m unprepared for the day’s demands. In response, Monday simply suggests I take it easy. But my inner dialogue drowns out her gentle tone, incessantly repeating, "MONDAY MONDAY MONDAY."

Today, however, feels different. Perhaps it’s due to my recent fatigue, a lingering sense of loneliness, or the delightful day I shared with Sunday that still lingers in my heart. For once, I can’t summon the usual disdain I reserve for Monday.

Today, I’m feeling a flicker of warmth towards her. I recognize that if I soften my approach and let down my defenses, Monday could be more than just a daunting task.

So, I’ve decided to embrace this Monday, at least attempting to start my week on a positive note. I’ll treat Monday like a friend, and perhaps extend this friendly approach to Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday as well. A week filled with the spirit of Sunday sounds much more appealing than one fraught with resentment.

Today, I’m choosing to do less. I’ll take a cue from Monday’s desire for tranquility and companionship. I plan to embrace this day, savoring its peacefulness and joy.

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Chapter 2: Finding Joy in the Week

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