Mondays

Mondays are hectic. Why is that? It's just another day of the week. It happens every week and yet on Monday mornings I feel frazzled. Perhaps it's because Monday's require us to shift gears from the "weekend" to the "work week". Perhaps it's because there is a distinct change in routine and urgency. I use the word urgency because that was the general feeling in my house about 5 minutes ago when my kids were getting ready to leave for school. It always feels so frantic.

The sunrise even seemed frantic this morning. There are some mornings where it seems to take hours between dawn's first light and the burst of orange on the horizon. The colours linger and change and blend into each other. But not today and maybe not on Mondays ever. Today there was no lingering, no drawn out hues. Today, it was pretty much dark and then pretty much light. Just like that. An urgent shift from dark to light as if to say "c'mon let's go, it's time to start this week already."