I was trying to avoid Monday. Of course, it found me. All the things left undone from last week and the broken intentions of "catching up" on the weekend have come back to haunt me. Monday, Monday. Can't trust that day! (Mamas and the Papas) Monday will always tell on you. The world seems to wake up again after a week end of normal activities. Oh, well. The piper must be paid. The accounts must be settled. So what to do?
Run away! That's right. Well, not actually. I am going away for the day, but I have actually returned some calls, addressed some issues and put necessary items in the mail. Productivity feels good...especially if it is true productivity and not just busywork. Meaning. That is what it is really all about. Monday is the beginning of a new week...another new week...one of 52 every year that comes our way. And it is up to us to make of it what we will and not what we won't.
Wherever you are, whatever you are doing, Monday will find you. Mind as well say hello, shake its hand and be friends with it. And contrary to what the Mamas and Papas sang so many years ago, you actually can trust Mondays. There's something amazing about the new beginnings they always offer if you don't hide from them.