People who hate Mondays are basically wishing away about 7 weeks of their life per year. Mondays account for about that much of our year.
Next time you are dreading Monday morning, remind yourself how much of an impact losing Mondays would cause.
On a funnier note, here's a hilarious story my sister in Ft. Leonard Wood told me about their neighbor in Ft. Leonard Wood (where the tornadoes hit recently):
The neighbor's back windows were blown out when the tornado came through. All of a sudden they realized a little Yorkie-style dog had flown into their house, landed on the couch then bounced onto the floor only to get up and start running around.
So, they go to the neighbors' next door thinking the dog was theirs--oh no, this dog was sucked out of a house FIVE or SIX houses away, thrown through the air, in through their window and onto their couch... and the dog was fine.
The house that the dog came from? Totally caved in on both sides so that the owners could hardly get out. Yet the dog was sucked out and thrown through the window of a house way down the street...
I doubt Giselle would have been so lucky.
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