I feel blue on this particular Monday - not a baby-blueish variation of the colour, more to the likes of a midnight blue shade - unmistakably blue. There is always a couple of reasons for this 'state' (as you all will know), but today feels as if I'm not only experiencing a blue Monday, I feel blue myself (how does that song go - "I'm blue ta da die da da da dey" ;-)
My sister sends me an article by Maretta Bellingan (Sunday newspaper Rapport columnist): "Wees liewer dankbaar Pappa dra nie 'n bra nie" (Rather be grateful dad's not wearing a bra). We so often complain about how boring and monotonous our lives are and how we don't have enough time and money but more than enough work and weight around our tummies.
Fact is - if these are our major concerns at the moment, we don't have something to complain about. We should actually thank our stars for only having to put up with one (okay, there might be a handful) wacky family member(s), having to listen to another mind-numbing weekend replay from a colleague and having to sit through our fair share of Christmas parties. At least dad is only wearing his favourite rugby short and two-tone shirt - not a bra (your guess is spot on, dad is the leader of the wacky family pack).
Click here to read Maretta's article - you'll have a laugh!
P.S. We can actually do something about the too much work and weighty matters and too little time complaints - what does Trevor Noah say, the power is in your hands ;-)
Have a good week!
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