Mondays are much happier things than they used to be...

[msfledermaus]

...I remember hating Mondays with a passion.

Now that it's been the start of my "weekend" for a whil, Mondays are beautiful. A cup of tea, a book or two, some spinning or knitting or painting. Some errands--all on my own time. Occasionally breakfast with friends who also have weird schedules or work from home...and a chance to play with their cats. Watching the clouds come over the horizon and blanket the sky...

This doesn't suck.

I only wish I could share some of it out with the rest of you:)

Comments

[rdsc.livejournal.com]

I can understand that - I used to work nights and weekends a long time ago and I *loved* being on my own time when everyone else was working. It's easier to get a sense of your own tempo when you're not moving at the same speed as everyone else.

[msfledermaus.livejournal.com]

I think there's some good validity to that...you just have a touch more psychic space, it feels like...