I think it’s sad when people say it’s a Monday with their bad scrunched up face attitude voice or they go on and on about how they dread Mondays. It is just another day.
Another day that you get to breathe …and you get to be with your family …and you get to praise God for allowing you to do the things that you do.
I’m not saying some Mondays aren’t funky, but every day has that potential.
Today was one of those funky days. I’m not blaming it on the fact that it is Monday, though. I’m blaming it on myself. I didn’t rise above the funk and conquer it. Well, I eventually did, but it took me most of the day. I am still down with a pounding headache that is going to make me cut this short, but I’m still not blaming it on Monday. I’m blaming it on MY attitude. Perhaps there are other chemical factors that contribute to the attitude, but either way, I’m still taking full responsibility. It’s NOT Monday’s fault in the least.
What made me shake out of the funk today was a note someone put in my box. It didn’t take the author long to write this short little note that made my day. It was a blessing and even though it didn’t make this blasted headache leave, it put a smile on my face and reminded me of the perspective I should keep every day, every GOD given day even on a Monday…especially on a Monday and all other days that end in Y.