Your Monday morning thoughts set the tone for your whole week. See yourself getting stronger, and living a fulfilling, happier, and healthier life.
It's Monday. Get a new perspective. Whatever obstacle you're facing, it's not permanent.
Monday is a fresh start. It's never too late to dig in and begin a new journey of success.
When you start to do the things that you truly love, it wouldn't matter whether it is Monday or Friday; you would be so excited to wake up each morning to work on your passions.
Monday is the perfect day to correct last week's mistakes.
Mondays are the start of the workweek, which offers new beginnings 52 times a year!
Don't let a day of the week have so much power over your happiness. Happy Monday!
Monday is a state of mind. Put on your positive pants and get stuff done.
Make each day of the week like Friday and your life will take on new enthusiasm.
Monday is the day to unleash the potential within you and to strive for excellence.
Monday is like a math problem. Add the irritation, subtract the sleep, multiply the problems, divide the happiness.
Monday: Nothing a few cups of coffee and some ironic memes can't fix.
Monday is a basic enemy armed with a full tank of grumpiness.
Monday should be optional.
Dear Monday, I want to break up. I'm seeing Tuesday and dreaming about Friday. Sincerely, it's not me, it's you.
Monday is nature's way of telling you that too much fun on the weekend can lead to wanting to poke your eyes out with a fork.
On Mondays, I am 98% more likely to believe I am a potato.
Monday: The day when even my coffee needs a coffee.
Monday is like a kick in the teeth from a sleep-deprived kangaroo.
Monday should be sponsored by coffee companies.
Monday is a reminder that the weekend is over and there are no excuses for being a sloth.
Monday is the evil version of Sunday.
Monday is the day when reality hits you harder than you hit the snooze button.
Monday is just a Friday in disguise, trying to ruin your life.
I'm sorry I can't come to work today. I have a bad case of Monday.
If Monday had a face, I would punch it... repeatedly.
Monday is a cruel reminder that the weekend is over and there are bills to pay.
I hope your coffee is strong, and your Monday is short.
The only thing worse than a Monday is realizing it's only Monday.
Monday: The day when my alarm clock becomes my arch-nemesis.
Monday is the day when I suffer from premature coffee exhaustion.
Monday mornings are like mini heart attacks.
Dear Monday, I want to break up. I'm seeing Saturday and flirting with Sunday. It's not you, it's me.
If each day is a gift, I'd like to know where I can return Mondays.
The only thing I like about Mondays is that they are followed by Tuesdays.
Monday is a reminder that you survived the weekend, but barely.
Monday is the day when my brain is on vacation, and my body is at work.
I can't adult today, please don't make me adult on a Monday.
Monday: The day that tests my ability to wear pants and be productive.
Monday is punishment for enjoying the weekend too much.
Monday: A perfect example of Murphy's Law in action.
Monday is a cosmic joke, and we're all the punchline.
May your coffee be strong and your Monday be short, just like me.
Monday is the day when I turn into a human-shaped zombie.
I haven't failed at anything; I'm just really skilled at Monday.
Monday is the day when I question all my life choices.
I'm not a morning person, especially on Mondays. Or in the mornings. Ever.
Monday: The day when my energy level is lower than the price of gas.
Monday should be classified as a biological weapon.
I'm sorry, Monday, but I can't trust anyone who starts the week on a Monday.
Monday: The day that was invented to make you appreciate weekends more.
Monday: The day when coffee is the closest thing to a motivational speaker.
Monday is just a reminder that the world hates you and wants you to be miserable.
Monday: The day when my patience and caffeine levels are equally low.
If Monday had a theme song, it would be the sound of nails on a chalkboard.
Monday: The day when even my hair refuses to cooperate.
I'm allergic to Mondays. It gives me a severe case of the 'I-don't-want-to-work' syndrome.
Monday: The day when I can feel my soul slowly escaping my body.
Monday is proof that the devil created calendars.
My superpower is being able to ruin my own mood on a Monday morning.
Monday: The day when my brain is on vacation, and my body is stuck in traffic.
Monday: The day when my bed is the most comfortable and the outside world is the scariest.
I don't hate Mondays; I'm just highly allergic to them.
On Mondays, I believe in miracles. Like turning coffee into motivation.
Monday: The day when my cat judges me extra hard for leaving the house.
If Monday was a person, I would slap it and say, 'Bad Monday! Go sit in the corner.'
Monday: The day when my to-do list looks like a novel and my energy level is a haiku.
I have a love-hate relationship with Mondays. I hate them, and they hate me back.
Monday: The day when I forget how to human.
The scientific term for Monday is 'chronic lack of weekend syndrome.'
On Mondays, I like to imagine that my bed is a teleportation device to the next weekend.
Monday is the day when even my dreams need a vacation.
Monday: The day when I pretend to be a responsible adult but fail miserably.
I'm not saying Monday is the reason for all my problems, but it's definitely not helping.
Monday: The day when my optimism hides under the covers and refuses to come out.
The best thing about Mondays is that they eventually turn into Tuesdays.
On Mondays, I'm just a caffeinated zombie trying to pass as a functioning human.
Monday: The day when I wish I could text my bed and say, 'I miss you.'
If Mondays had a flavor, it would be a mixture of burnt toast and bitter disappointment.
Monday is the day when I try to be productive but end up scrolling through cat memes instead.
On Mondays, I'm a member of the Procrastinator's Club. We have a meeting at 8:00... next week.
Monday: The day when my brain is on strike, demanding better working conditions.
I don't need a motivational quote on Monday; I need a time machine to go back to the weekend.
Mondays are like alarm clocks pretending to be days of the week.
Monday: The day when my patience wears thin and my coffee cup wears out.
If Monday had a mascot, it would be a grumpy cat wearing a 'Don't talk to me' T-shirt.
On Mondays, I'm a professional procrastinator. It takes years of practice to be this good.
Monday: The day when I make plans to conquer the world and then hit snooze for an extra hour.
I'm not saying I hate Mondays, but if Monday had a face, I would punch it... with a chair.
Monday: The day when my alarm clock plays the role of the Grim Reaper.
On Mondays, my brain is on a coffee break, and my body is on autopilot.
Monday: The day when my life feels like a never-ending sitcom with terrible ratings.
If Mondays had a smell, it would be a mix of burnt popcorn and regret.
On Mondays, I need three things: coffee, more coffee, and an exit strategy.
Monday: The day when I'm an expert at finding creative ways to avoid adulting.
I'm convinced that Mondays were invented by a secret society of sadists.
Monday: The day when my motivational playlist is a mix of heavy metal and cat purring sounds.
If Monday was a person, it would be the distant relative who ruins family gatherings.
On Mondays, my energy level is somewhere between 'meh' and 'leave me alone.'
Monday: The day when my mind is as empty as my coffee cup.
I have a love-hate relationship with Mondays. I love to hate them.
On Mondays, my alarm clock is the most annoying sound in the universe.
Monday: The day when I feel like a potato, but with less potential.
If Monday had a personality, it would be a mix of a grumpy cat and a rainy cloud.
On Mondays, my brain refuses to operate at peak efficiency. It's on economy mode.
Monday: The day when I'm a walking example of Murphy's Law.
I'm sorry I can't come to work today. I have a severe case of the 'Mondays.'
Monday: The day when my bed and I have an intense staring contest.
If Mondays were an Olympic sport, I would be the reigning champion of complaining.
On Mondays, I'm a detective trying to solve the mystery of who stole the weekend.
Monday is like a math problem. Add the irritation, subtract the sleep, multiply the problems, divide the happiness.
Monday: Nothing a few cups of coffee and some ironic memes can't fix.
Monday is a basic enemy armed with a full tank of grumpiness.
Monday should be optional.
Dear Monday, I want to break up. I'm seeing Tuesday and dreaming about Friday. Sincerely, it's not me, it's you.
Monday is nature's way of telling you that too much fun on the weekend can lead to wanting to poke your eyes out with a fork.
On Mondays, I am 98% more likely to believe I am a potato.
Monday is like a kick in the teeth from a sleep-deprived kangaroo.
Monday should be sponsored by coffee companies.
Monday is the evil version of Sunday.