True, they may have a somewhat undeserved bad rep, but there is something inherently demoralizing about being surrounded by people who are all wishing it was still the weekend and that they didn't have to get up and get on with it, whatever 'it' may be. For me today, 'it' was work.
As a rule, I don't post much on social media about my job. But I will say that today at work was a prime example of why I usually self-schedule to work any combination of days that leaves Monday free. The first few hours held all the stress, crabby co-worker attitudes, and tasks left to languish over the weekend that someone (me!) had to clean up that I typically enjoy avoiding by not being there. I would much rather sleep past my 4:30 a.m. work wakeup time, start my day--and my week--at a gentle pace, possibly with brunch, and interact with my rather pleasant and cheerful roommate, two adorable and adoring dogs, and even my roommate's teenaged and unpredictable kitten, than face Monday in a busy and chaotic hospital. Today, I was relieved to make it to lunch relatively unscathed.
My lunch break is a welcome respite from the drama of my department because I no longer eat or take my breaks with the people in it. Instead, I have carved out a place among a group of new friends who are by turns sympathetic, interesting, thoughtful, comedic, challenging, and brilliant. The thirty minutes I spend with them is the brightest part of my workday. I try especially hard to be the kind of friend to them that they have become to me, and I am thankful that they have taken me in. Especially on Mondays!
Because I had a short shift today (eight hours instead of twelve), the rest of my shift was all a quick downhill slide from lunch, and I was able to spend the late afternoon running a couple of necessary errands via the city bus. I will write my ode to the Via Bus system in a later post, but the general mood on the bus was one of weary relief for many people that their Monday workday had come to an end, and I seconded that emotion.
The whole day took a serious upturn when I had the opportunity during my errands to do a bit of shopping for small gifts for two close friends, which is a lot of fun for me. I am always on the look out for small trinkets and presents that might bring some joy to a friend or add to a particular collection of theirs. In the midst of doing so, I stumbled across the absolute PERFECT paisley duvet cover for my room. This may sound trivial and stupid to some, but I have been looking online and in stores for the past few months for a new bedspread, or comforter, or quilt, or duvet, in an attempt to cheer the space up and bring together several elements of my decorating style. I haven't found anything that spoke to my soul until today of all (Mon)days! And, to top it all off, my father graciously gifted both my roommate and me with new bed linens as a housewarming present--in my case, a 100% cotton, dark teal sheet set--and they arrived by mail today, too.
Tonight, I will go gratefully to bed and say goodnight to this Monday swathed in my brand new, freshly laundered, lavender-scented cotton sheets and swirling patterned duvet in all the colors of utter happiness.
And when I wake up, it won't be Monday anymore.
--Kelli
P.S. For those interested, there will be a post or two about my bedroom redecoration, with pictures of the process, in the near future. Happy almost-Tuesday!
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