Dear Monday Morning,
I was quite happy snoozing to the sound of fake crickets on our alarm-clock-noise-maker, before you made an appearance. But since you didn't leave me alone, since I wasn't allowed to sleep in or have time to make my favorite vanilla/cinnamon coffee... I guess there's nothing else to do but welcome you. You're here whether I like it or not. You are the first day of the week, a fresh start, another 24 hours in which I get the privilege of drawing breath on this earth.
But just so we're clear, you could be a bit nicer next time. You could give me more than 30 minutes to brush my teeth and get ready. Next time you could wake me up well-rested at dawn with enough time to get ready, eat a bowl of oatmeal with blueberries and watch the first 30 minutes of Dan In Real Life before the day begins. I would have really liked that. But it's just a suggestion.