Dear Monday,
As the first day of the work week, I know you feel that I don't always have the same appreciation for you that I do the other days and I recognize that you are particularly jealous of my affection for Friday, Saturday and Sunday. While it is true that I do value those days greatly, it in no way diminishes your place. We've had our challenges but I want our relationship to be better - it's important to me that we understand each other. I want to open up the lines of communication by telling you how I feel.
While I am happy to see you; you arrive just a little too soon each week. I would appreciate it if you would let me spend just a little more time with Sunday. I know you're anxious for our time together, but I always feel just a bit cheated by your early arrival. Please stop rushing Sunday away.
I understand it's your job to get the week started but do you always have to go full blast? Could you save a few of the emails, phone calls, and other things for Tuesday? Or maybe even Wednesday? When one day brings so much to do it makes me feel overwhelmed and I begin to resent you.
It seems like a long time ago we used to have fun together. Now, it seems like you only want me to work. The other days bring me lunch dates, funny emails, random surprise phone calls from dear friends...I don't get any of those things from you. I need you to provide some spontaneity and fun in my days.
I need you to pick up your pace just a bit. The other days go by fairly quickly but to me it seems like you drag on and on. It's not that I don't want to spend time with you...I just need a little space. If you could go by a little faster I think it would be easier for me to appreciate you.
I'm sure you don't mean it but sometimes you can be a real bitch. I feel like I try my hardest to let it go, but it bothers me when you treat me so poorly. Let me know that I'm important to you by showing me some compassion and kindness.
And in full disclosure, I think it's important to let you know that Friday brought me great fun. I met up with some of my favorite girlfriends - we got in a little shopping and a whole lot of girl time. Then it was off to dinner with more friends. But Friday wasn't done yet! Understanding my love for dancing, it provided me (after a few adventures) an opportunity to hit the floor and get my dance on. And then, like the champ he is, Saturday swooped in and continued the fun. After successfully making a fool of myself on the dance floor, it was off for some late night grub. There was panic over a missing wallet, poking fun at sleeping beauty, and lots of laughs. Later that afternoon I enjoyed lunch with the ladies and then it was off to pick up the kiddos and return to domestic life.
Here are some pictures from my time with Friday and Saturday. I hope you can see how much fun we had together and maybe that will help you understand why I have such a good relationship with those days. Some of these pics are borrowed from the lady of the hour - the very special birthday girl, Brina. I was too busy dancing to take many pictures...
Sunday has offered me some family time around the house. I made a roast that we had after church and everyone is napping. I don't think we'll do much today and I'm looking forward to that. I think I may go grab a movie, make some popcorn and meet up with another dear friend of mine - the couch.
But don't worry Monday, I am well aware that you are almost here...
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