It's Monday morning. Feeling optimistic? Or are your options misty? (See what I did there?)
Watching an episode of unnecessary positivism, or The Apprentice as they call it, I wondered what Sugar would make of someone with a slightly self-deprecating personality.
I find it useful, whilst presenting an unnaturally shallow face to the world, to imagine the worst that could happen (Dr Pepper style) each day. The philosopher Seneca advocated this and it works for me. Take a view (in your heart, not aloud) that the doctor will diagnose cancer, the family will be mangled in a road accident and the evening you've looked forward to for some time will be rubbish. End result - either your expectations are met or you have a better time than you hoped. It's a win/draw situation, minimum.
Try it. Can't make a Monday any worse.