I realize I'm in the vast minority here. The average person has an issue with Mondays.
I dislike Tuesdays.
I'm not saying I get up on Monday morning and think "Rock on--it's Monday!!". But Mondays are, whatever, Mondays. Tuesdays, on the other hand, cause me actual stress. I want to stay cozy under the covers and far away from anything resembling responsibility. This isn't a new phenomenon with me, I think it's been going on for some time.
I spend Sundays (generally speaking) getting all the laundry completed for the week, getting my Pre-K student's accoutrement ready for the week, and making sure all electronic devices are charged within an inch of their life. Monday morning, things generally go smoothly.
Then, there's Tuesday. No matter how organized I think I am--I'm not. I get up, I can't find my keys, my stainless steel water bottle (thank you Greg Runyon for helping me love Mother Earth!) isn't washed out, and my son--inevitably has no interest in getting up--even with the promise of a Sponge Bob viewing in the next room.
I'll probably show up fifteen minutes late on Tuesday, and I'm usually quite punctual.
And I know what you're thinking--'well, Monday's are okay because you get so organized on Sunday'...yah, nice theory. But then how do you explain Wednesday, Thursday and Friday? I don't have my "Tuesday Dysfunction-itis" on those days. I'm baffled.
I'm close to ending my work day, and I suppose that's good. Because I'll pick up my son, we'll throw a frozen pizza in the oven, play on the Wii and unwind after another Tuesday as we wait for Joe Holland to get home.
And tomorrow morning? All will once again be right as rain.