When you grow up as a child, usually you seem to soak up, take in and assess the way things are done around your house – whether you like it or not. When you become an adult and are able to create your own attitudes and behaviors, it seems we either replicate that same behavior we grew up with or go the opposite direction.
My father was not a fan of Monday’s. He wasn’t a big fan of work in general, but that’s a whole other story. It was written all over his face every time he pulled his car into the garage after a long day’s work.
As a child, it was always hard for me to get back to school after a fun-filled weekend and you could feel the dread in the air from the looming week ahead of us. I never liked that feeling. I remember saying to myself, “Why is Monday any different than a Wednesday or a Friday?” I came to the conclusion I could view a Monday the same way I view any other day of the week – even a Friday. Why not?
Nowadays as an adult, I’ve made a choice to eliminate that dread from our house on Sunday evenings. I’ve chosen to be grateful for the opportunity to get out of bed, run my own business and show the world the best version of me I can be.
No matter what day of the week it is. As I’ve chosen a different path.