As a general rule, I don’t like Mondays, or to be more specific, I don’t like Mondays that I have to go to work. It’s the getting up and rushing around to make sure I’m on time that leaves me cold. But there is one thing that I love on Mondays more than any other day of the week. It’s my bed. On Monday morning when that alarm goes off, my bed is the warmest, most comfortable place in the world. I’m all snuggled in with my cozy fleece sheets; and the weight of my blankets make me feel like I’m in my own little cocoon. Oh how I hate to leave that bed. By Tuesday, I’m back in the routine of work, so it’s easier to get up; and the same goes for Wednesday, Thursday and Friday mornings. On weekends when I can stay in bed as long as I want, for some reason it just doesn’t feel as comfy. But on Mondays, I feel like I could stay in that bed forever.