Feel free to disagree with me (the hubby already has), but I feel like Tuesdays are worse than Mondays.
Hear me out.
True, Monday sucks. It’s the end of your relaxing weekend, and back to the “real world.” Everyone is groaning as they walk into the office, wondering how the weekend went by so fast and starting the countdown until the next weekend. But everyone has a shared goal – get through Monday. And (at least at my job), no one wants to talk to anyone else, so there is peace and quiet. Time to actually get work done without constant status update requests. Once Monday is over, it’s time to celebrate that we made it through the worst day of the week!
Come Wednesday, the week’s halfway over! Hump Daaaay!
On Thursday, it’s almost FRIDAY! And Thirsty Thursdays/Ladies Nights at most bars, of course.
Friday… I mean, it’s Friday. What else needs to be said? (Free Tequila Friday and Two-for-One Margaritas for this Wifey!)
Then there’s Tuesday. There is nothing to say about Tuesday. I always get a “I made it through Monday for this?” feeling when I wake up. Then I debate calling in sick and trying to sleep through the rest of the day. And there’s nothing to celebrate. It’s just Tuesday.
And these are my shower thoughts. You’re welcome.
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