I don’t know if I like Mondays

I don’t know if I like Mondays anymore. That’s what I am going to be talking about today. Welcome to the Monday, as mentioned above. Let's have a bit of a moan about Monday.

When I got this day job that I have now, my contract didn’t require me to work on Mondays or Fridays. As you can guess, this suited me down to the ground as I publish this little blog on Mondays and Fridays (most of the time). It’s what we call a happy coincidence. However, things aren’t always as fortunate as they seem.

I used to love waking up on Mondays. I didn’t have work to go to, I had my own routines, etc., and I unofficially pencilled Mondays and Fridays in as creative workdays. In an ideal scenario, this would be the case. Then, life happens. By “life”, I mean distractions from other people, other important tasks that overtake my creative tasks, and the ideal set-up that would help me get better at what we call creativity.

I am barreling towards some deeper stuff I am uncomfortable sharing in a public forum. I am just starting to get a bit anxious when Monday comes around, and I won’t be given the freedom and opportunity to do what I please.

I know I am not alone in this. I have talked to other creatives, and we all struggle with beginning our creative work because we don’t want our creative flow interrupted. This is what I was struggling with today. I say “was” because you are reading this in the evening, and if you are, I have at least done something that resembles creative work.

This is the rollercoaster that I have chosen to get on, and most of the time, I am okay with that. I always hope that next week, or tomorrow at least, will be a little better.

That’s enough proper moaning for one day. I haven’t had a proper one in a while. Truthfully, I didn’t know what I would write about today, and this just poured out of me. When I wasn’t being distracted, of course. Thank you for reading and for continuing to do so. You are amazing. Thank you, as well, for your time.