Don't you just love Mondays? I do. A fresh start to a brand new week! My eyes fly open long before anyone's alarm goes off. Sugar has learned to get up when I do. Together we snuggle under the blankets while I read my devotionals and sing a few Psalms and pray. Then she stays put while I shower and dress, watching me impatiently, anxious to be outside and about her business.
Together we greet the new day, inhaling the chilly air, thankful for the cold that keeps our face muscles from sagging and wrinkling. Youthful looks can be frozen into you! We make our way down the sidewalk, snow crunching underfoot. The garbage truck beeps loudly, clanging the huge dumpster back to the pavement with no regard for the sleeping.
Sugar sniffs everything, straining at her leash when she senses another dog or squirrel or critter. At last we head back inside, she to her breakfast and me to my yogurt and hot tea. I have always just been wide awake at first light, ready to begin. I say my goodbyes to Sugar and head off to work. I love rambling about in the library before anyone else appears, savoring the quiet peace, appreciating the sunlight dancing on the table tops, turning on the fireplace and unlocking the gates.
I am ready, world. Come meet me. Spend a joyous time here learning and fellowshipping. I know full well that students will not appear until they have to. A few stragglers print off papers before their 8am class, and the student worker will wobble in and plop down at the desk weary and worn. (It seems there are fewer and fewer morning people these days). By 11am, there will be a handful of stalwart warriors working at pc's. But the place doesn't really come alive until well into the evening hours.
Still. I wouldn't miss the morning for anything. Bright. Energetic. Productive. All the cycles firing. Its a wonderful time. That's why I volunteer to open on Monday. I know I will love it, and most people will just be groaning. Better me than to oppress someone who is not a morning person. I just wish there were others to share it with.
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