Things to Do Before a Monday

By Syd Veverka

Use this guide to help kick-start every week of the year with something unexpected and fight off the Sunday scaries.

Go out on the town! Give yourself a good ol’ mirror pep talk! Fart in an elevator!

With fifty-two quirky and inspired activities, you’ll find something new every weekend. From volunteering at an animal shelter to jamming out to jams, these small changes to your weekend routine will spark joy in your life and recharge you for the week ahead.

So go out! Be bold! And say goodbye to the Monday Blues.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Open Road Integrated Media
• Release date: Apr 2, 2019
• ISBN: 9781452170541

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Write a short story at a coffee shop

You’ve likely seen those well-groomed bodies cluttering coffee shops with their canvas laptop bags and clicking keyboards, staring past the wall, deep in thought, swirling an iced mocha with almond milk until an aha! moment of clarity sparks more keyboard clicking. That could be you! And maybe it already is; there are a lot of folks filling the ever-expanding table space as coffee shops take over the world one street corner at a time. Think of all the creative gold transferred from the depths of minds into prose in those places. You have creative gold in your head too, itching to travel from your fingers to a Word document: a tragic childhood memory of a missing pup or a suspenseful mystery featuring quirky characters from your neighborhood watch group. Whichever type of story suits you, grab that elaborate coffee order and write it.

Volunteer at a local animal shelter

This one takes a bit of emotional prep. If you are the type who tends to like animals more than people, and/or no matter how hard you resist, you have to pet every dog walking its owner down the sidewalk . . . then prepare for some very strong feelings that will probably arise at an animal shelter. These feelings may span the spectrum from tear streams for the sad, lonely pups to uncontrollable giggles for the new batch of kittens cooing in the back room, who are so small that their eyes aren’t open yet (but they love your smell, so they crawl into all the nooks of your body that you never knew you