Ever have one of those day that you wished you stayed in bed? Those days that it seems nothing is quite going your way? Those days that after 20-some-odd years you managed to somehow wet the bed? I probably lost the majority on that one, and no that hasn’t happened to me. Honest. I’ll admit to being a gassy offender in a crowded room, but bed-wetting? That’s where I draw a line.
But I’m not here to talk about wee toddler life problems. (Ha-ha… wee.) Just life in general. If you’ve had one of those days that feels like “Oh no, it’s going to be one of those days,” then this is for you. Especially if you are not a morning person.
Welcome to life!
Everyday isn’t going to be sunny. Apparently, especially, if you live up in northwestern USA like the characters from Twilight. And did I just make an obscure Twilight reference? Yes I did. For no reason. It’s weird how I stopped caring about how pale everyone in the movie looked by the time the movie was over. I also almost sorta forgot the movie was even about vampires and forbidden love. Okay, maybe not. But yeah, that movie surely snuck up on me and made me like it. I hate you Twilight, and for that I may end up in a theater to see the sequel. I hate that I love you. I wish I knew how to quit you. Curse you.
Mondays. Wait, no. Tuesdays. It’s like Monday though. Especially if you didn’t have school/work on Monday. Basically it’s just the dreadful beginning of the week. I need to find motivation for getting up and getting the job started. Sometimes wearing myself out the night before works. I get so worked up that I’m knocked out by 10pm. That usually involves dancing like the Peanuts gang in my room for a good hour to whatever iSaac might be playing at the time as long as it’s got a solid up tempo beat.
Or perhaps I’ll plan to prepare myself an unlawfully good breakfast when I awaken from a stupendous slumber. I think this is where it might help to have a clone, or a wife, or a man-servant, to prepare this for me, so I can wake up to the smell of bacon, eggs, pancakes, french toast, coffee, orange juice, milk, apple juice and a napkin. Oh, how I love the smell of napkins in the morning!
That might not work for you. And to be honest, it doesn’t always work for me either. It’s not that I think Tuesday (or Monday) will be dreadful. I know it is. I don’t want to find out if I’m right or wrong.
And staying in bed doesn’t help matters. It gives me flashbacks of having the flu. The pampering and sympathy is nice, but cabin fever will quickly put a stop to that. And no, not that horrible movie. Hey, I personally did not like it. I don’t care if it was supposed to be subtle humor! That was the first time I lost my appetite and I was really enjoying my cup of ramen noodles. I’m so glad I wasn’t eating extra saucy BBQ or buffalo wings. [Cringes.]
So how can one escape the Monday Morning blues? Escape from your bed. Immediately! Staying there will only prolong the onset of Monday’s dread-lock. Considering you are awake and giving yourself the too-tired-to-care stare in the mirror, crack a smile. They say smiling is contagious. So is yawning, but don’t do that! Stop it. If you feel it coming, start laughing. Out loud. Loudly. And shake your head side to side so that (if applicable) your hair does a silly dance.
Continue this until you consider the possibility of someone walking by knocking and/or poking their head in to see if you are feeling okay. If you live alone, and someone does this… then apparently you aren’t alone and you might begin to be in terror. Regardless, it’s a different start to your morning and your day might not be as doomed as you dreaded. Don’t believe me? Try it. In the meantime, I shall relish in the thought of knowing there will be a number of people across the planet actually doing this. Besides me, of course. However, I wonder how many of said people will be enjoying a delicious breakfast afterwards. Just a thought.