I won’t beat around the bush — I hate Mondays. I think we should all just rise up and simply refuse to acknowledge the day. But until that time comes to pass, I have only two stages of what I call “dealing with Monday.” My soulmate, Mr. Bean, understands that very well and shares my ummm…concerns, yes, concerns, over the day.
Stage One is disbelief verging on anger — which is where I am currently.
Stage Two is acceptance which will hit me tomorrow morning as I slide into work.
So, yeah. Mondays. They suck.
Musings from a Tangled Mind 
it takes me until my third cup of coffee until I get to that acceptance thingee. I’m still not very good at it.
Well…there are varying degrees of acceptance and likely mine doesn’t register very high. 😀
Then Tuesday would become the new “Monday”.
…same way Thursdays are now the new “Friday”.
You know Tuesday is Monday’s ugly sister right? I just had one of the worst Tuesdays on record. All related to the personality characters of coworkers. Why can’t we all just get along?!
Mondays are just a state of mind. Psychotic dementia, to be exact.
Seriously. It’s best to avoid it when you can.