I'm 48 years old and have spent most of my life listening to people complaining about Mondays. It's like these people WANT the day to be lousy. I also think people just like to have SOMETHING to complain about. I have been guilty of falling into this trap myself but not anymore. Monday is just a day like any other day. We can do whatever we want with it. We can have a good day or a bad day. If we wake up and immediately expect it to be bad, then it probably will be. Send out negative energy into the universe and generally you will get it right back. Send out positive energy and get something positive in return.
I know I am changing because I could easily say I had a horrible day yesterday but I will not. Let me explain some things I dealt with yesterday which was a Monday. First, I went to work. That alone gives many people something to complain about. Well, we have to work so why complain about it? It is just one of our many roles and without money, what can we do? Hmmm...but let's complain about it. Well, I mean no, let's not.
Second, I started passing a kidney stone before lunch. I've had them before. It was moving in my kidney and got more and more painful as the day went on. When I started sweating, I decided it was a good time to leave (at around 3:00) and go see my doctor.
Third, when I got to my doctor's office I learned he had passed away. Now understand, he has been my doctor now for about 10 years, my general practitioner. The most kind and gentle doctor you could ask for. The nurse who was there was completely unfriendly which was unusual as she was normally always quite pleasant with me. I am sure she was having difficulty dealing with the loss of the doctor. His replacement was not working yet so the nurse told me quite nastily, "You'll have to go to the ER." Well, I didn't go to the ER. My situation did not warrant a 4 hour wait at any ER. The me from 10 years ago would have told this woman off or at least called her on her poor attitude. I just let it go. It had nothing to do with me and even if it did, no need to stress myself out and again, who knows what kind of pain she was dealing with whether the loss of the doctor or perhaps she was concerned for her job. The old me wouldn't have thought this way. The old me would have reacted and reacted in an unpleasant manner. "Who are YOU to treat ME like this?" What good would that do and who am I?
It turns out my doctor needed emergency surgery (not sure what for) and didn't make it through surgery. The old me would have been a stressed out mess over this. "Now I have no doctor." "Who am I going to get for a doctor?" "What will he/she be like?" "How long will it take me to find one?" etc. etc. etc. I was amazed I handled it all quite well. The old me would have also felt the grief of his death even if we were not really close. I understand now that death is a necessary end to THIS human life but not the end of our eternal existence. Anyway, I have to find another doctor. I didn't need to find one that minute. I will need one the next time I need one. I decided to go home and ride out the pain on my own.
Fourth, on the way home, while in tremendous pain, I stopped at a convenience store and locked my keys in my truck while it was running. I kid you not. I have never done this before and don’t even understand how I did it. If it’s not hot out, I usually keep the truck running when I make a quick stop at a store. I must have accidently hit the lock on the inside of the door or something. My old car wouldn’t lock…it would unlock if you tried to lock it while it was running or while the key was in the ignition. Anyway, the old me would have flipped out by now…in pain, no doctor and now no way to get home (not too soon anyway). So I’m stuck at the store in a lot of pain and I was still calm and serene. This is NOT normal for me. I have definitely grown.
Anyway, I went in the store, which I have been going to for years, and asked Don (the manager) to use the phone. I called my wife and she came and got me about 20 minutes later (she has an extra key to my truck on her key chain). I got in my truck and went home and right to bed after taking a couple Advil. My wife woke me up at some point and gave me a sandwich but I only vaguely remember. I slept through the night after much difficulty getting comfortable.
I woke up this morning with no pain. The kidney stone moved to another spot in my kidney and for now is not moving which means: no pain. It’s only a matter of time before it decides to move again. I won’t concern myself with that now. I will deal with it when it happens like I did yesterday. Hopefully the next time it moves, it will come all the way out (which is another bunch of pain in itself…I think you all understand).
Now come on, Mondays aren’t so bad are they? Life is a series of moments that are happening NOW. Take care of them when they happen…don’t worry about them before they happen. That is just silly. How can we take care of a problem that hasn’t happened yet? Why worry about it? I handled what life handed me yesterday just fine. Why would I not do the same at any time in the future?
Peace my friends and stop hating Mondays. It’s just another day!
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