Dear Monday

Dear Monday,

I’m sorry to say this, but you are my least favourite day of the week.

Please don’t take this the wrong way. I have tried to be positive about you. Tried to like you, even and put more energy than I care to remember into embracing you and rejoicing in you. But the results are the same week after week.

By lunch time I have had enough of you and just want you to go away. I am so tired of you by then I literally begin to doze off. I can’t wait for you to end, so that I can get on with Tuesday, closer and closer to the days I like.

I really am sorry. I know you don’t mean to be so awful. It’s not your fault. Saturday and Sunday are hard acts to follow.

I know you don’t have very many friends so I’m going to make more of an effort with you next week. I promise…


If I was a cat, this would be my 'Monday' look