Monday, Monday . . .

Are you often amazed at the plethora of Monday-haters on social media? Sundays are an infestation of draggy, please-don’t-make-me-go-back posts and photos of closed eyes or weekend-recovery moments captioned “One more day!”

I understand. When you need that break to refresh, ending it can seem, well, horrid. I typically clean Bedford Manor after work on Friday night, leaving Saturday as my To-Do List and Play With Friends Day. That makes Sunday my day of rest. My I-Can-Do-Anything-Or-Nothing Day.

But here’s where I admit a dark secret: I treasure most Mondays. Those are days when the work week starts over. It’s … read the rest. . .

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Monday, Monday…

It’s been a long time coming. I haven’t been able to tell one day from the next. But now… Now, I’m (almost) ready. Now, I’m less anxious and more amped.

My Bento Lunch is packed. My purse is gathered. My clothes are hanging neatly. Did I miss anything? After my emotional vomit on TGIF as well as the outpouring of encouragement and support that followed, I can say I’m faced with a renewed emotion today: Excitement.

It started out as anxiety as I prattled off a list of “What If’s” to my brother, who immediately assured me those thoughts are … read the rest. . .

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Bad Hair AND A Monday?!

Yup. That’s right. Normally upbeat, optimistic MoJo had a not-so-good day today.

On the heels of crying on my friend’s shoulder for no reason at all last week, only to realize I was actually coming down with something (I always get cranky before I get sick), and then having the chaos of a not-so-well-cleaned house and not being able to fully devote myself to writing coherently…

All these little irritants went by the wayside and today I was ready to face the world again! Hurray!

But the world, it seems, wasn’t quite ready for me.

After spending the better part … read the rest. . .

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