I've never believed in the power of belts. Despite the fact that one of my besties swears by them. I do have belts, 12 at my last OCD count. But I never use them! I simply hang them together according to colour. I hereby ask for forgiveness after professing my sins sur l'internet!! The biggest question I ask myself these days is why do I like x,y and z. This brings me directly to the question of Monday's. We all profess the love that seems universal in hating on the first day of the week. I don't think that I've actually ever heard anyone say that they enjoy Monday. Even people who don't yell hate out with seem to nod, or mumble in a manner that makes you assume: Yes - they do indeed agree with your dislike because they're still half asleep!
What do belts and Monday's have to do with each other you ask? I have decided that I now love both of them! For what I feel is far too long I've gone along with the chorus of I hate Monday - belts are safe. No more - especially when you're me and you proceed to change your shirt 10 seconds before you should be at the bus stop starting your morning commute.
So no - Monday's may not be high occtane in terms of your wild and rowdy plans with friends (i.e tea and a book for me). But there is not reason for you to be as dull as you assume the day to be!