“It’s Monday again”, “Well, it’s Monday”, “How are you?” – “It’s Monday.” The latter is a response I get pretty often in Germany. In the meantime, I’ve become increasingly attached to Mondays, especially since I’ve finished school, then later on university and became increasingly independent in the years that followed. Here’s why.
Mondays are like small New Year’s Days that happen every single week. No matter what happened before, you can always decide this is your fresh start right now. Or you don’t decide anything, just go out into a new week, because you never know what nice things might happen. I’d say there’s enough people and media currently telling us about the bad things that might happen, so no harm in making mental room for the opposite.
Supermarkets are usually less crowded, bordering on peaceful, because the majority of your neighborhood is still stocked up on groceries from their Friday and Saturday shopping sessions. It’s nice to stop by after work and just get a few more things for some cooking at home. While wearing a mask has become more automatic these days, it still makes for more efficient planning and shopping, because browsing does make for a sweaty face. So there you have it, a nice, quick Monday supermarket trip.
Even if it feels like you messed up the day or something happened to make it go differently than you wished, there’s still enough left of the week to do better. Or to forget what happened. There’s still enough time to get a project done, come up with a good idea, hide under the blanket for a while, figure out birthday presents. One bad Monday doesn’t a whole week make.
Monday definitely gets a lot of attention. It also sometimes sounds like there is no other option but to be displeased with Mondays, sometimes just because it’s the day that directly follows a weekend, which was, of course, too short and went by too quickly.
The truth is that Mondays can be as different as any other day of the week, depending on what happened the day before, what happened that morning, what’s happening right now, what a person is going through or how long the to-do list is. The day of the week doesn’t even matter that much, because, surprise, surprise, weekends might just as easily turn into a busy, even challenging time with little or no rest, just as a weekday may suddenly be relaxed. Maybe if a Monday feels adores, it’ll adore you right back.