It Must Be Monday

Another week has begun. It’s Monday morning again. We’re all warm and snuggly and enjoying our REM sleep and then BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP. Alarm alert.

Cue the “just five more minutes” moment.

After snoozing it up, we actually have to get out of bed. We’ve been Monday morning’d and we’re wishing we could press pause and doze a bit longer. But, c’est la vie. We’re up now.

We have to admit, we’re awake and all, but the beginning of the week often feels like this:

Mondays don’t always stick the landing.

And things can go awry.

We’re just not quite smooth yet.

And our best laid plans get foiled.

Sometimes it feels like we’ve fallen on our faces.

Because we haven’t quite hit the ground running.

And things are never quite as easy as we’d hoped.

And there’s maybe just a little too much happening.

We appreciate help attempts from others, even if they don’t work.

Because just when it seems like things are headed in a less-than-ideal direction…

We pour ourselves some caffeine…

And get down to business.

The rest of the week is coming. And now that we’ve gotten the Monday mornings out of our system, we’re ready to tackle anything that comes our way. Move over, Monday and lookout, Tuesday. We’re here.