When you hear, “What’s the worst day of the week?” many respond, “Monday.” Monday takes the blame for all the other days. However, this couldn’t be further from the truth; it’s actually Tuesday. Tuesdays and I have simply never gotten along; it’s really the worst day of the week.
When you wake up on a Monday morning, have a late start, or spill your coffee at your desk at work, you think to yourself, “Of course, it’s a Monday,” and move on with your day. This goes along with every other inconvenience in your day. With the inconveniences, you can remind yourself to slow down because it’s only Monday, and there is still so much left in the week. On Tuesday, there are zero excuses for the day; it’s just Tuesday.
As for the middle of the week, Wednesday is a shining star: you have finally made it through half the week, and the rest will be a breeze. Thursday is my personal favorite because that was the day my siblings and I went out to breakfast with my dad as I grew up; it also became payday, which fourteen-year-old me found to be a great day. If neither of these things apply to you, Thursday is still a great day. You’re almost to the weekend; it’s the final push. At this point, you know you’re going to make it again. It’s a great day.
Finally, the weekend—who doesn’t love Friday, Saturday, and Sunday? Whether you are doing nothing and resting or going out and doing things, you don’t have as many commitments and have time to just do what you want to do. Although Sunday sometimes gets a bad reputation since it is associated with the beginning of the week or referred to as the “Sunday scaries,” which I can empathize with, absolutely nothing can compare to the doom of Tuesday.
Tuesdays, you wake up; it isn’t the beginning of the week, and you don’t get a fresh start. Whatever you brushed off on Monday because “it was a Monday” is now sitting heavier than ever on your mind on Tuesday. You don’t have a little thing to tell yourself to make it any better; you’re not halfway there, you’re definitely not there, you’re just stuck.
The day moves on, and you’re reminded of exactly how many things are left in the week for you to have to figure out. In the end, every day has something good about it. Monday gives you a fresh start, Wednesday means you’re halfway there, Thursday means the weekend is close, and Friday through Sunday speak for themselves. Tuesday, however, has nothing to offer but the reminder that you still have a long way to go.