“Set wide the window. Let me drink the day.” Is the first line from “Vesalius In Zante” by Edith Wharton
The poem is about a man reflecting on his long life as it nears the end. I saw the quote as a perfect way to start off the week.
For many of us Mondays suck. I stopped hating Monday’s on Monday February 20th, 1995.
It was Mardi Gras Season and I woke up on a cot on a balcony at the corner of Toulouse and Bourbon Streets. It was 7:10am and I was wearing just my boxer shorts. My pillow was a pile of Mardi Gras beads and I had a Mardi Gras flag as a blanket.
I woke up to “Honky Tonk Woman” blaring from a bar around the corner just opening up for the day. It was Monday morning in New Orleans and back home in Chicago it was cold and crispy.
I vowed then if I woke up poorly on a Monday I would play that Rolling Stones song. I would think of the lasting taste of hurricanes and the lipstick marks on my chest and belly.
Mondays don’t suck anymore!
The start of the week is a reset button. It’s the beginning of a new seven day period to drink what life serves you. We will never have another July 18th-July 24th 2022 ever again.
Whatever the hell the week brings I’m gonna go with it’s flow.
Life is a Mardi Gras Parade if you want it to be. It can also be a death march if you let it!
If you woke up bummed out this morning think about this and smile.
Picture a twenty eight year old Jumbo in plaid boxer shorts. Still ripped from Sunday night impersonating Mick Jagger. That early morning crowd in the French Quarter sure did love it!
Open your window and welcome Monday morning… sing loud to the world and let it know that you welcome life!
