I really am not a fan of Mondays. It used to be because I was always hungover and couldn’t stay in bed till 10 or 11. Now it’s just because I love my weekends and hanging with my family so much that Mondays are…well…not my favorite.
Now Monday nights on the other hand? They have potential. Dancing With the Stars and Castle come on TV on Mondays. DWTS I watch with my husband – we don’t do that very often since I’m either watching HGTV in our bedroom or sitting in the family room with him while he watches the Military Channel and I read. Castle I watch with my twins. We don’t do that much since they’ve grown older and our tastes have diverged – so it’s nice having something to watch together.
I used to like Monday nights because Intervention was on A&E. Oh how I loved that show. I would go and buy a bottle of wine (or two or three) and sit down and watch to see just how bad those people were. And then I would make pithy little comments like, “Well at least I don’t do THAT!” Or, “Oh my, look how bad she is!” And my personal favorite, “She did what?! Tsk, tsk, tsk…”
Believe me when I say that in the cold, hungover, semi-sober light of day – the irony was not lost on me. Now I’ve substituted an AA meeting and Castle for my Intervention fix – more than a fair trade. I do still catch it from time to time and I alternate between feelings of sadness and anger for these people and their co-dependent families. My tolerance for my drunken self has shrunken drastically in the last two years.
Now Monday is just a normal, say goodbye to the weekend and hello to the week, feeling. Average, hum-drum, ordinary, boring…and wonderful. Happy Monday everyone.