Get the firing squad ready. I do believe I just may be criminally liable for the statement I am about to make.
“I like Mondays.”
In my defense; however, I think I have just now realized why I specificaly like Mondays. It is a totally self-inflicted survival technique I have honed over the years. I think I have successfully programmed myself to head off the Pavlovian response to the Monday alarm clock terror. I may do an infomercial about it, I haven’t decided yet.
OK…you know as well as I that Monday is just going to suck, right? I think I have built up a resistance to it. I always do something very personally gratifying and selfish on Mondays. I have been doing this sub-consciously apparently, for a long time. I realized it when I stopped at Belly, this great little deli/country store in the Highlands this morning for a fresh bagel. (Yes…incredible bagels made fresh every morning..in the SOUTH…who’d a thunk it?) Anyway..instead of grabbing and running with it, I sat there and ate it and chilled.
Then I went next door and bought some great new shoes at Bill Hallman. I gotta give shouts to Bill. Local designer and operates THE coolest stores in Atlanta. I would be clueless about how to dress if it weren’t for him. I snagged some off the chain Tsubos this morning there.
http://www.billhallman.com/
These are just pretty shallow examples. I suppose I would be making my point better if I said that I simply treat myself nice on Monday. I cut myself some slack. I find my humour. I find the kid inside and tell him that shit is gonna be ok. I look at it as a new start. This is how I prepare myself for the climb toward Friday. I inevitably start abusing myself the rest of the week. I start thinking about the fact that I should be doing everything better, faster, and smarter than I am. Being an Aries aint all fun and games, as it turns out. Shit, I give the pups treats everyday. Maybe I should do the same for myself.
A reflection everyday on one of your good qualities or finding an angle of humour in something that is really bothering you. Imagine you are watching yourself operate through someone else’s eyes. Offering a kind deed or word to someone you know really needs it can be a good karma and mood booster.
I really went into a black hole the middle/end of last week. Maybe it was some kind of fucked-up, post birthday depression nonsense. I hate it when I allow myself to go there.
I’m gonna try to make everyday more like Monday. That sounds weird as shit, doesn’t it? Works for me though. Kinda like looking at everyday as a fresh start, I suppose. I’m gonna try this. OK..this is actually very cool, as I have thrown it out here for everybody to see. If I’m a morose asshole on Thursday, just slap me around like a bitch and remind me I wrote this today, Monday April 17th, 2006.
*****Elton John "Daniel"
