I used to love the Boomtown Rats. I even met them at a record signing when I was a kid, not long after “I Don’t Like Mondays” was a huge hit here in Canada. Bob Geldof was so nice to me and my friends. I’ve met a lot of celebrities and he was definitely one of the most patient considering he was stuck in a room with a bunch of screaming teenagers.
Anyway, I’ve been having really crappy Mondays lately. However, I believe that has less to do with me and more to do with everyone else in my orbit. Mondays are the day that everyone else’s procrastination seems to catch up with them, and then they attempt to offload their work onto me. In the words of Bob Geldof, it makes me want “to shoot the whole day down.” Thankfully, I’m not a psychopath with a gun, an American, or a combination of the two.
That got me thinking about the days of the week and their astrological associations. Each day of the week is ruled by a particular planet. The correspondences are as follows:
Monday: The Moon
Sunday: The Sun
I never used to hate Mondays. So that makes me wonder why Mondays have been so rough for me lately. I do work with a bunch of Libra and Taurus natives. In theory, that should make Friday “their day.” I can understand that because every single one of them insists upon working a Monday-to-Friday workweek, despite the fact that we work in a service industry and operate seven days a week. Of the five people who have seniority over me, the four who have Venus as the ruler of their sun sign don’t work weekends. The one who shares my solar ruler, Saturn, ends her work week on Saturday, like me. That’s kind of a bizarre coincidence, right?
I’ve never had a normal Monday-to-Friday job in my entire life, so I don’t get the big deal with sticking to a schedule like my coworkers. In fact, I feel stifled by a schedule that is set in stone: something I would not expect from anyone else who shares my Capricorn sun. Perhaps that’s why I’m so excited to have the next couple of Mondays off work. My procrastinating coworkers won’t have me around to pick up the slack when they get back to work after they’ve spent half of their Friday staring at the ceiling, and both Saturday and Sunday doing whatever they do. They’re going to get a taste of their own medicine!
I really do need a couple of short work weeks just to recharge my batteries. I still am hoping to take a vacation in October, but with the current COVID-19 fourth wave upon us, I’m not sure if planning anything is a practical solution to my problem. I’m already stressed out thinking about my Vegas trip and whether or not it’s going to happen. In the meantime, I’m going to take advantage of the time off I have so that I can learn to like Mondays again. I only have to work five of the next nine, so maybe “absence will make the heart grow fonder,” as the saying goes. I hope so. I don’t know how much more of this I can take.