Most people dread Monday mornings – for having to go to work, or school or other obligations they seem to not want to deal with. But, I am a strange bird, in that, I welcome Mondays – believe it or not – at this stage in my life, I love getting ready for work, and tackling the day.   I feel on Mondays, I have full control of how my day will go after a weekend of playing catch up mostly on chores, and commitments to show up to this and that, willingly or not so much by choice, so by Sunday night, I am too charged up somehow to wind down. The best of Monday is my early morning commute  to downtown, and the opportunity to reflect upon all that I experienced over the weekend, and how it impacted me – positively or in a negative way and what I was able to take from it all: Attended my first gender reveal party, which really blew my mind of how interesting the concept was ->all …