Well, Monday, here you are again—a start to the five days that lead to Sunday. I’ve gotten used to you. I don’t dread you any longer. I try to find the joy in you and your other six brothers and sisters. Today, though, dear Monday, I’d like to have an extra day—just one more. I know this isn’t possible and that I must begin motivating myself to get out the door.
These past few days, weeks, months, I’ve jotted down little
something’s in my private notebooks and journals, both of the paper variety and
the electronic. I’ve had ideas come to me, things that I want to write about. I
have starts—that’s a step in the right direction. All the little bits and
scraps, though, have added up to so many directions and pieces that it becomes
a challenge to decide where I want to go or if what’s there is enough.
And sometimes, like a record that skips and stays in the
same spot for a time, that’s where I find myself. I don’t think it’s a bad
thing, really. I know that when it’s time the lever will be jiggled and the
skipping and repeating will subside. It’s just that I’m aware of it and being
aware of it brings a sense of self-consciousness. At the same time, writing it
out here, will release me for the time being; it may even cause more self-consciousness.
It’s all part of the process—that is one of my mantras—and I can’t help coming
back to it over and over again.
It rained last night, Monday, while I was sleeping. It
rained and rained until this morning; and right now, I can see the sun bursting
through the back window. It’s tempting me to come outside, to smell the
freshness that rain brings. I suppose this morning, Monday, I would like to
stay cuddled up with a book, write some more, drink some tea because I’ve had
my fill of coffee for the morning. I would like to know what I’m preparing for
dinner and I have something in mind, but nothing concrete, nothing that jazzes
me, that beckons me into the mindset of wanting to be in kitchen. I want the
kitchen to grab me, twirl me around and make me dizzy with joy.
Well, Monday, thanks for listening. It’s time for me to go
to work now. It will be a fine day.
Monday, Let’s go have a Yummy Day!