I love Mondays….I didn’t always love Mondays, this is a new love I have found. I used to dread Mondays for hours on Sunday Nights and getting through the first 16 hours of every Monday was pure torture until I could go to sleep and wake up on Tuesday.
I used to love Tuesdays. Why? Because it wasn’t MONDAY.
It makes absolutely no sense, but in a strange kind of way it does. It was a mantra I had playing in my head. And I learned it as a child–from Garfield.
I used to read the comics in the Sunday paper whenever I could get my hands on them. And they were great! Garfield, of course, was one of my favorites! I mean who doesn’t like Garfield?
The snarky orange cat always outsmarted his human Jon and he was sarcastic and goofy. What is not to love?
Garfield hated Mondays! Many times he would think in his bubble thoughts: “I hate Mondays!” Right there with you my friend! So I grew up with that mantra and I hated Mondays too.
Ridiculous right? Imagine though, how many things we do the way we do because of an old mantra we are carrying around?
What’s worse–imagine that the mantra sitting on your left shoulder is not even yours, but one you adopted from someone else–or in my case–a cartoon cat!?
So just to mess with my head–and the others in my life, I created a new mantra: I love Mondays!
The first time I said it out loud to my husband one Monday morning over coffee–he just looked at me. The dogs looked at me too–like I had lost my mind.
Even I didn’t believe myself–but that was part of the experiment. Each following Monday I made sure to tell at least one new person how much I loved Mondays.
People’s reactions are hilarious. Most just get a dumbfounded look on their face and laugh or walk away like I have the chicken pox. Some people though, caught me by surprise and asked me: why?
I had not thought this far out in my experiment so I was not prepared…but very quickly came up with this:
“I love Mondays because it’s a new week and everything that did not get done last week is in the past–and just because we don’t finish something doesn’t mean the world is going to come to an end! The sun still rises and we get a new clean slate every Monday.”
Total garbage right? I am here to tell you that the people that got the explanation–bought it. And the more I said it–the better it sounded and the more I believed it myself.
Let me explain the outcome of this little experiment. I no longer waste precious Sunday hours worrying about what Monday may bring. I no longer grind my teeth through my Mondays waiting for Tuesdays to make things better.
In fact, I would say that Mondays are one of my most productive days because I plan my whole week and put the wheels in motion for what has to be done.
Also, it is true that the world will not come to an end if not everything on my “to do” list does not get completed. Sometimes those things did not even need to be on the list– because they just weren’t that important anyway.
Bonus–many of my friends are now loving their Mondays too! It was the mantra.
Sorry Garfield–I love Mondays!
Could the way you look at something be clouding your judgement about it? Is there a mantra that you are carrying around that you would be better off changing? Share your thoughts with me in the comments below!
Enjoy your Monday! I will!