There are some weeks when I just love Monday — when I can’t wait to dive into the my work, accomplish things, check off my to-do list, tackle big projects. And then there are days like today. Usually they’re Mondays following a wedding weekend — Mondays that I haven’t scheduled as a day off following a wedding weekend. On these kinds of days, I’m rather slow to get moving. My entire body aches, and sometimes my brain feels foggy.

These are the kind of days that make me remember one morning way back when Danny and I were first dating. After an almost all-night phone conversation with him, he’d had to go to work and I had headed out to a collegiate journalism conference, where I struggled (sometimes in vain) to keep my eyes open. Mid-morning, Danny had texted me, saying he was exhausted and knew I must be too, and that he was leaning toward the idea of playing hookie, grabbing his boat, and enjoying a sun-soaked nap on the river. It sounded like the perfect idea to me.Of course we didn’t do it — we’re both a little too responsible for that. And of course we’re both working today, the Monday after a wedding weekend. I’ve got a shoot lined up this afternoon that I’m excited about, even if my back and legs still feel a bit rubbery right now. Once I’m into the shoot (and even better, once I see the results) I’ll be happy with my choice to have powered through the exhaustion and tackled my work. It always winds up that way when it comes to photography: I’m worn out, I just want to rest, and then when I have my camera in my hands again I am so happy that I have this job where I get to create incredible art with amazing people, capturing moments of real importance, capturing a level of beauty they might not have realized they possessed.

It’s pretty rewarding. Even on Mondays!

~ Laura