So, as I type this, the clock has just ticked over 0700 on a Monday morning. A new day has dawned, a new Monday is upon us, and as good old Nina sings – “It’s a new dawn, it’s a new day, and I’m feeling good”:
Well, I’m feeling moderately good 🙂 I wouldn’t go overboard. I’m still feeling quite under the weather with these damned infections, but received some good advice about relieving symptoms yesterday (nasal decongestant + gently popping ears helps alleviate the pain – emphasis on the gently!) so despite still being a little wobbly on my legs, I’m far better off than this time last week.
I have a case of the Monday morning optimisms. I understand this is not a usual reaction to a Monday morning, but there you have it: I have my To Do list of things to focus on this week, broken down into therbligs; I have a nicely balanced diary – at least, I do for now, until messy old life comes in and wreaks havoc; I have some pleasant experiences to look forward to in coming days; my anxieties are off playing hide-and-seek elsewhere in my mind. Hope they’re having such a good time they’ll forget to come back.
For a depressed person, this is pretty jolly good: optimism, purpose, balance – now if I can just get my physical health back on track, everything would be great!
What ingredients would make you think you were heading into a good week? Or is Monday morning always anathema to you? 🙂