I never seem to look forward to Mondays. Come Sunday arvo and I start to get down in the dumps at the thought of another Monday (unless of course, its a long weekend!) It’s like a reflex action where when the mind realises it’s Monday, it starts to shut down. I’ve always noticed how much more tired I am on a Monday morning as compared to any other morning. [And I’m probably the freshest on a Friday morn!]
It’s not just me. Most people I’ve worked with appear to be functioning slightly more slowly than usual. The few bubbly ones annoy the rest of us without a doubt. After all, how can one be perky on a Monday Morning???
I wonder though — if people work Tuesday to Friday, does the same Monday-effect occur for the Tuesday?
Anyway, I dislike Mondays.
And love Fridays…and right now, I’m already counting down the sleeps to Friday…
Until next time,