When the magical “R” day began coming into view at 18 months out, I started marking off the 26th of each month as a countdown.As today’s wretched Monday groans through the workday morning hours, I decided to take a break and count how many Mondays to mark off between now and that day of anticipation just over a year from now. The result: not counting holidays, the magic number of Mondays remaining until Monday becomes irrelevant is 50.
What a strong, even number! 50 too many, on one hand, but given the alternative that it could be 51 or more, that shimmering 50 glistens with the hope of a not-too-distant reality when the weekly despair of Monday is supplanted by the mind, body, and soul freedom of Fridays forever.
So the countdown marches forward: First months, now weeks. Next to come: days, and then hours!