Finally, It's a Monday!

Monday. The most dreaded day of the week. There's nothing worse than waking up in the morning and realizing it's a Monday. Especially if you've just come back from any sort of break, whether it was three days, a week, two weeks, three months, whatever. Mondays just stink.

Up until a few months ago, I hated Mondays as much as any other person out there. Monday meant I had to go back to school. I had to wake up early again. I had to actually use my brain (eww). But then things changed. Now I absolutely love Mondays! I'm sure you're thinking I must be insane (and I assure you, I most certainly am) for being able to do more than tolerate this horrid day of the week.

Well guess what? Mondays are my favorite because of one thing: missionaries! I have so many missionary friends out right now, and each of them have their P day on Monday, which means that's when I get emails from them! :) Whether they're from Peru, Praia, Texas, or Taiwan, these emails never fail to inspire me and put me in a good mood :)

I'm gonna be a missionary too soon enough :)

Having missionary friends, I've decided, is the greatest thing ever. These amazing boys (none of my girl friends are old enough to be out there yet) always know just what to say to me when I'm having a rough day. They seem to know exactly what I need to hear when I'm trying to make a decision on something, even if they know nothing about what I'm going through. But that's what happens when
they're out doing the Lord's work every day and are constantly inspired by his spirit.

So now, every day I wake up, and am actually disappointed that it's not Monday. Weird, huh? It's crazy how your view on some aspect of life can change so quickly and dramatically like that.

But hey. That's life for ya:
It makes no sense whatsoever.

And I'm totally okay with that. :)