Mondays are like the worst thing in the world to me. I probably should be over this by now since I've endured about 1600 or so of them and they just aren't going away! I don't know what it is. Mondays just feel like Mondays. Four more days till the weekend. No way around it.
I suppose I have a hard time getting into the work groove. It takes me until about mid-day Tuesday to really get into a rhythm. This morning though, was a little more adventurous. I had to be at an event with one of my clients. A female author and speaker. She was set to speak to 2000 college students at 10am. I was in the car on the way there. I'd have plenty of time to get her settled and set up her book table. Or so I thought. At 9:05am I get a call from her. "You are not going to believe this." she says, "I put my jacket on a hanger in the back so I wouldn't spill coffee on it during the drive this morning. Then there was a fly in the car so I rolled down the windows so it would fly out. I just arrived at Starbucks and went to put on my jacket. It's not there. I think it flew out the window on I40."
Well I learned early on not to laugh at my clients. But I couldn't help it and really we were laughing together. I turned around and made a mad dash for Target (the only place to buy clothing at 9:05am). I picked out everything that might go with the skirt she was wearing and I headed to the campus.
Long story short, she ended up looking fine and we got everything done in time for her to speak. She even had a hilarious new story to share with the students. I suppose if you are an author and/or speaker, you should expect material to be flying at you at all times.
This Monday is almost over. I'm glad there were some laughs to start it off with. Anything to keep my mind distracted from the fact that there is life growing inside of me. . .life I have no control over. I'm trying so hard not to think about it too much and I am fighting fear with my whole being. I believe that I am 5 weeks pregnant exactly today. Maybe this is a good way to look at Mondays. Every Monday for the next 35 weeks, I'll be one week closer to having this baby.
Now that's one way to get over it! Mondays might just be my new favorite thing.
1 comment:
That's a great way to look at Mondays! Plus you'll have an even better view of them after Nov 1st.
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