oh, monday. sweet monday.

i understand that this might come across as a little odd to you, but i have decided to like mondays. they sort of have a bad reputation, you know? but it's not monday's fault that they come after sunday, it's just their lot in life. so why i have i decided to like them, you ask? because they are the hardest day for me to begin. they are the day that i lay in bed and scream nooooooo {in my head, of course. don't want to startle husband}. they are the days in which a morning cup of joe is of the utmost importance.

but after monday, the rest of the week is smooth sailing.

so, because i dislike them, i like them. see how much sense i make on a monday?