Sunday

Sunday is the day I feel most sad. Preparing to get back into work mode. The whole week waiting to start. It already is prone to stress. Sunday has a unique energy. During the week I don’t have time to think and reflect. I go to work. I come home, eat, do some chores, read and sleep. Friday I am happy the week is done. Saturday I just look for ways to entertain myself. But Sunday is quiet and slow. That gives me time to think. And I usually think about ways my life was, or could be better. And that is not good. Set myself up for stress. Stress is caused by inner expectations. So of course sitting around thinking. Worried about work. Then I. Top of that add a million thoughts how life could be better. Or when it was better. That just grinds my souls away. I realized this as I was driving. Being aware of the pitfalls is good. I am great at identifying times I think negative and redirecting my thoughts.

Note: then I throw it away: I occasionally get stressed about the tenth job in nine years. I need to remember the cleaver. First day, new day starts now