MANIC MONDAY

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I used to be able to tell you if it was Monday or Friday.  I could even spout out the date in a flash.  For me, the only reason I know it’s Monday today is that I went to church yesterday.  When you get older, days often meld into each other, because you aren’t on a specific schedule.  They like to tell us that our memory is failing or that we’re getting old, but the truth is we lose track of the daily routine – the nine to five thing – the rush to get to work.

When you’re retired you lose track of a lot of things – not because your mind is addled, but because you’re no longer required to think about them.  Still we have to remember what day it is, so we can take out the trash for pickup – make all our doctor’s appointments – know when it’s Sunday so we can figure out the rest of the week.

When you have a regular job, you’re committed to getting somewhere at a specific time.  You still need a planner or a calendar, which is usually on your phone – so there should be no excuse for missing an appointment or getting to work on time.  Still it happens – even to the young whippersnappers out there.  Monday is the hardest.  You’ve just come off a weekend of activities with the family, hours consumed by some self-absorption, or just taking it easy.  It takes a while to re-program our brains into work mode.

I’ve always considered Mondays a time for a fresh start. The perfect day to start a diet.  Tuesday is the perfect day for going off your diet.  On Monday, you should have a new outlook – added motivation because you’ve been resting for two days – excitement to get back to the daily grind (said no one, ever.)  Unless you are in love with your work, most are not eager to get back.

Within two short days, we’ve convinced ourselves that we require more sleep. We feel we’re entitled because we worked hard all week.  Weekends are supposed to be a time of regeneration, but there are things to do which we’re unable to do while  working.  Like cleaning the house, cutting the grass, getting the car washed, planning and preparing meals for the week, spending time with family, enjoying other’s company, doing the laundry, grocery shopping, going to sporting events, taking kids to their activities and the list goes on ad infinitum.  We try to cram so much into the weekend, that Monday’s really start to look like a day of rest.

Organizing your time doesn’t help, because things come up – like needing medical attention, an unexpected visitor, an unplanned call for help.  It’s no wonder that by the time we reach my age, time is really immaterial.  We look at each one as a bonus.  We thank God for giving us another one.  We make the most of each minute we have left.

Enjoy your Monday, Tuesday and so on.  You’re going to need to need rest so you’ll be prepared for next weekend.

 

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About atimetoshare.me

As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
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4 Responses to MANIC MONDAY

  1. hatrack4 says:

    I always thought that hating Monday was a waste of time. If we get Monday off, we hate Tuesday. Enjoy Monday, that makes the weekend seem closer. But in retirement, the days run together. Lately, my wife has home health care appointments. If this one or that one rings the doorbell, then we know what day it is. HeeHee.

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  2. Ha! Our obsession with days of the week, time, schedules, can be kind of funny. I’ve never worked Mon through Fri, so my “Friday” is usually on Tuesday. Start calling Tuesday “Friday” and Thursday “Monday” and you are really in trouble. The other day I had to ask somebody what month it is! One store had a Christmas tree up and another Halloween decorations. No wonder I’m all confused.

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    • atimetoshare.me says:

      I know, right. Soon we’ll be seeing valentines floating around. I base my week on Sunday, since I almost always worship on that day. Not to say I don’t on other days. When we have a long weekend, I get totally discombobulated.

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