B.C. by Mastroianni and Hart for April 29, 2024

O. M. G.

Doesn’t phase me a bit. Of course, I’m retired.

It seems that there is one of those EVERY week!

It’s not just Monday, the first 5 days after the weekend are the hardest.

It’s a day only a Lunatic would love.

Since I don’t have a job, I kinda like Mondays. It’s the beginning of a fresh new week of normal size comics.

20% of all sick days are on Mondays. That can’t be a coincidence.

Monday, Monday, can’t trust that day;

Monday, Monday, sometimes it just turns out that way.

Every other day, every other day week is fine,

Monday, Monday, won’t go away; Monday, Monday, it’s here to stay.

[Selected lines from Monday Monday by The Mamas & The Papas]

Monday: the most hated day by Garfield.

Moanday. The day which really means it.

i always liked mondays.

Meh, it’s more disappointment than disbelief

Come Monday, it’ll be alright / Come Monday, I’ll be holdin’ you tight…(RIP Jimmy Buffett)

This is why I always made payroll to my employees every Monday. They looked forward to coming in and it started their week with a pocketful of money.

Monday 7:00 A.M. a fresh workweek full of hope and promise. 7:01 A.M.-reality comes crashing down and dashes all hope.

Even though I’m retired I’m still in the habit of shopping on the weekends

Willey’s Dictionary: A book made out of white paper which many people disbelieve that it even existed back in B.C.

The best thing about retirement is you can’t tell Monday from Saturday.

I’m retired so Mondays are great, I don’t like weekends anymore, too many people everywhere.

I usually felt that way in early August. That was the first teachers’ meeting of the year. Mondays just added to the weight. The year I retired, when August and the first Monday came up, I just let out a breath and said ’don’t look for me, Friends. I’m won’t be there.’ Not a moment of regret then and none since and that was 25 years ago.

Rainy days and Mondays!!!!!!…I can’t believe it is Monday!!!!

A rather weighty definition.

Mondays have never been either in a state of disbelief or dread. In my earlier work years, Monday heralded the the start of a new week and all its potential. I was young then and probably too stupid to realize Monday’s inherent evil, but it still felt good to me. When I started my ministry and had a full ministry, Monday was the rest day after a very full Sunday of programing. But, as I entered in bivocational ministry, Mondays became the chance to earn real money to pay all those bills and put a bit more aside into savings. And though I’m retired, though still preachings, Monday has its potential, though I slept in today.

For the better part of the last 17 years, my “weekend” has always been Sunday/Monday, so Monday was always my “Sunday”. Didn’t have that foreboding Monday blues.

Not so for we H.S. student who had to stay up till 1 A.M. the night before to do our homework.

just another manic monday

Here we go again.