Why I hate Mondays
No day like today (I guess)
Monday is the universal day to start a diet. Ask anyone wishing to lose a few when they plan to begin. I know this, because I’ve planned to start many diets over the course of many Mondays many times. It’s the perfect day because it’s not today. There is always the benefit of space between today and Monday. However infinitesimal it is, it’s still better than taking the plunge and doing it right now. Monday is the universal day of denial, when our collective subconscious is going to break us of all of our bad habits and everything will be OK (or at least on its way to being so).
Starting a project is like starting a diet, more or less. It’s always going to happen next week, next month, once I finish this thing, or when my schedule frees up. In other words: never. Life gets in the way and it will most certainly throw a curve ball or two between now and Monday.
I’ve been meaning to start a project or two (or three). I believe they are all great ideas and will bring me great joy and personal fulfillment. But have I started any of them. Well… kinda…. Sorta, but not really. Instead, my time is occupied by working late, doing laundry and all miscellaneous menial tasks. I tell myself: Next week, when my work schedule gets less crazy.
But the thing is, just like starting a diet, doing something for oneself can be scary.
As I sit here (another late night at work) I think I might just be having an epiphany: life will always get in the way. Monday is a utopia and the only way to get anything done is to do it now. Immediately. Thinking too much will not make it happen in a more organized way. It will simply be pushed to the next Monday, or the Monday after, or maybe to Monday next month.
Monday is the universal day to start a diet. Ask anyone wishing to lose a few when they plan to begin. I know this, because I’ve planned to start many diets over the course of many Mondays many times. It’s the perfect day because it’s not today. There is always the benefit of space between today and Monday. However infinitesimal it is, it’s still better than taking the plunge and doing it right now. Monday is the universal day of denial, when our collective subconscious is going to break us of all of our bad habits and everything will be OK (or at least on its way to being so).
Starting a project is like starting a diet, more or less. It’s always going to happen next week, next month, once I finish this thing, or when my schedule frees up. In other words: never. Life gets in the way and it will most certainly throw a curve ball or two between now and Monday.
I’ve been meaning to start a project or two (or three). I believe they are all great ideas and will bring me great joy and personal fulfillment. But have I started any of them. Well… kinda…. Sorta, but not really. Instead, my time is occupied by working late, doing laundry and all miscellaneous menial tasks. I tell myself: Next week, when my work schedule gets less crazy.
But the thing is, just like starting a diet, doing something for oneself can be scary.
As I sit here (another late night at work) I think I might just be having an epiphany: life will always get in the way. Monday is a utopia and the only way to get anything done is to do it now. Immediately. Thinking too much will not make it happen in a more organized way. It will simply be pushed to the next Monday, or the Monday after, or maybe to Monday next month.
Labels: musings
posted by Fe at 8:10 PM
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