Monday Mourning

Every morning I get up, fix me a cup of coffee, and read through my twitter feed and Facebook... just to be sure that no one has gotten married, had a baby, or moved to Tokyo overnight. The Monday morning newsfeed is always the same story... everyone is in Monday mourning. The weekend has come to an end and regardless of how productive you were or how hard you played, it's now time to face the music and head back into the weekly grind. It's fairly humorous to me how people deal with Monday mourning. Most people complain but some folks get creative. My queenie has come up with her own set of the days of the week to help move the week through to Friday and she celebrates them accordingly. I can't help but think about those folks that have to work all weekend, or worse...all weekend in retail. You have to admit that some of those people have the patience of Job to deal with some of us high maintenance fools. If I had a dollar for every time I slapped a rude customer in my mind on behalf of a poor clerk I'd be able to buy some shoes. What about stay at home moms? They never get a day off from anything. I realize those individuals chose (or had no choice) to work in those occupations that may have weekend hours but if that were me I would probably block all of my fabulous friends that get Saturday and Sunday off when they started up the wailing and gnashing that is Monday mourning.

Monday mourning isn't restricted to occurring only on Monday. It's much more complex than that. For example, Tuesday after everyone has had Monday off for a holiday. Tuesdays pretending to be Mondays are. the. worst. I would suggest that Monday mourning is a concept that can span to any day of the week where there is too much to do, too many fires to put out, things not going smoothly, there is frustration with the people you work with or are around, and all you want to do is go back to the house and wash your hands of everything for awhile.

With the exception of a few bright spots, I feel like I've had Monday mourning at least once a day, almost everyday for the past few months. I'm wondering if this is normal. I've been trying to pull my big girl panties up and get back to being a perky, productive member of society (as quickly as is possible after the weekend) but I feel like my elastic is wore out and I have zero motivation to go purchase a new pair...or do anything else these days... especially dealing with the stress that goes on around me. A few weeks back I started using a word I hate to use... depression. Depression is a serious word and people that are clinically depressed deserve all the love and support that we can afford to give them. I'm pretty sure I'm not depressed... maybe just in need of an extended weekend...aka some fresh perspective. I have nothing to be sad over...I have a wonderful husband, loving family, amazing friends, fun social life, flexible job, comfortable standard of living, etc., etc. I let very temporal and immediate circumstances bleed over and cover very permanent blessings in my life and suck their joy away. That is the essence behind Monday mourning.

The good news is that Monday mourning and any other less that pleasant season in our lives shall pass sooner than we realize. While Monday does signify the end of needed respite for many of us...it's also a fresh start. Lots of people start making healthier lifestyle decisions on Monday...although that may not seem like the best thing since that usually means a diet! Friday will roll around soon enough signifying either a celebration of work well done or much deserved rest after just surviving the chaos of the week.