Monday is the first day of the week, except it’s really the second day. Sunday is the first day, except it’s the second day of the weekend, or the end of the weekend, except the weekend is half weekbeginning.
Hence the confusion. And here’s more. The weekend, or whatever it is, is like the Garden of Eden, which we get thrown out of repeatedly and made to go back to work. Why are we thrown out? Because we ate of the Tree of Knowledge of good and evil. Why did we eat of that tree even though we were told not to? Because we didn’t know it was wrong to disobey orders yet. Why didn’t we know this? Because we didn’t know the difference between good and evil. We had to eat of the tree and find out the hard way. And technically it wasn’t us. It was an ancestor. We are just paying the inheritance tax.
I return to re-read Genesis from time to time, and for a simple story it’s pretty confusing. That’s one of the things that makes it interesting. I could never really understand what the heck the Tree of Knowledge of good and evil meant, or why knowing the difference between good and evil would be considered a BAD thing. And on Mondays the punishment seems, after, lo, these many generations, somewhat disproportionate to the crime.
Apparently knowing good from evil doesn’t help to understand divine justice, because in this instance, I don’t. So I disregard the disobedience part of the story and think it’s really a story about evolution. That’s right! A bible evolution story! Pre-human animals get to wander around on weekends AND during the week doing any old thing they happen to want to do. We have enough brain wattage to contemplate the consequences of what we do, and that is no garden picnic.