Happy Sunday, everyone. Or, for me, a twitchy Sunday. For as long as I can recall, Sunday has been the toughest day to maintain a calm mood. Maybe its the dread of the start of the work week (even when I love my job). Sometimes its the sick, nervous feeling that comes with feeling like Ive squandered the weekend and havent either accomplished or relaxed enough (theres no winning). Other times its that I fear Id insufficiently entertained family or friends whove been around me when Im supposed to be in fun mode and not stressing. In any case, its almost inevitable that at some point when Im out at brunch, coming from from some ostensibly fun outing or just trying to unwind and watch a movie or read a book, free-floating dread will overtake me and wring all the calmness out of my body. This might be just a me thing, but I doubt it. Im interested to hear if anyone else has this same Sunday angst or if theres another day that hits you in this particular way. And Ill leave you with this quote from the sadly departed Douglas Adams: In the end, it was the Sunday afternoons he couldnt cope with, and that terrible listlessness which starts to set in at about 2:55, when you know that youve had all the baths you can usefully have that day, that however hard you stare at any given paragraph in the papers you will never actually read it, or use the revolutionary new pruning technique it describes, and that as you stare at the clock the hands will move relentlessly on to four oclock, and you will enter the long dark teatime of the soul. xxKat
Posted on: Sun, 10 Aug 2014 22:58:07 +0000
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