On the one hand, Mondays are payback for the excesses of the weekend. On the other hand, four fingers and a thumb.
I look for forward to Mondays, generally, because (a) I'm one sick individual; and (b) I see the proof pages of the Our Town section that will print overnight and be delivered Wednesday.
I like to see the proofs because I want to see how close my vision of the section is to the reality of what's going to press.
Today, however, was not a fun day for the proofs. Some things didn't play out as I envisioned them, leaving blank spots I had to fill. If I had extra stories or photos, this wouldn't be a problem, but I spent the morning scrambling for stories and photos that weren't planned for Wednesday and instantly making them Wednesday worthy.
Once we get everything in place, we start all over again for next week. Kind of like a gerbil on a spinning wheel.