When I was teaching I always hated Mondays. It meant I had to get up early. It meant that I had to go to work. It meant I had to figure out what I was teaching that day/week... who plans on Fridays? It also meant I never knew what was going to walk through the door... what kind of weekend did the kids have? What kind of drama occurred while they were with their parents? What kind of drama was going to happen this week? Lots of questions and lots of what nows, what nexts.
The funny things is as a stay-at-home mom in some ways I like Mondays. Don't get me wrong I don't want to send Richard back to work... I love having him home with us, but at the same time.... Mondays are relatively quiet here. Monday means back into routine, back on schedule. Monday means I can choose the pace of what happens for the most part. Monday means time to myself (even if I'm trying to clean, blog, rest, cook, etc... all at once).
So do you love or hate Mondays? And why??