If I had to guess, I'd bet that this one was the least popular. Not for its colors, but for its day. Who would claim Monday as their favorite day? Who, that is, besides me.
I love Mondays.
I generally work Friday, Saturday and Sunday, so Monday begins a four-day stretch of not working. It's generally my catch-up day. You know, phone calls. Emails. Errands. Fixing those small troublesome things that need to be fixed. And just generally getting stuff done. It's probably a lot like everyone else's Sunday.
But today I can't do much because I have no computer. My new computer, bought in late January, doesn't hold its battery charge. Apple replaces it today, but I ask them (and they agree) to migrate all my data. If I don't have to deal with that, I'd rather not. I leave the Apple Store around 11:45, feeling both liberated and naked.
I email a few friends and ask if anyone is free to watch a movie. Surprisingly, three friends are.
By 2pm, Shari, Robyn and Stephanie are all here. The coffee table is filled with junk food. We watch The Light Between Oceans. The movie has a slow start, is beautifully shot, and poses moral questions that are difficult to answer, despite knowing what the right responses should be.
It's a perfect way to spend an afternoon. Hanging with close friends. Eating good comfort food. Watching a film worthy of discussion. And not worrying about hair or makeup.
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