Tomorrow, Tomorrow

This is it. It's my last Sunday night without dreading Monday. I go back to work. It's not that I don't like work; I do. I just also like not feeling the black cloud that looms over Sundays.

When I'm working, Friday feels like a gift. Like all week long, I look forward to the unwrapping of Friday night.

Saturday is relaxing. It's a day where I can wake up late ("late" being a relative term since having children). We can get coffee, take a stroll, go the park, nap with the kids. Whatever. Saturday is the shit.

Then Sunday comes. All day Sunday when/if I'm having fun the thought creeps in, "Aw, crap. Tomorrow is Monday.

On top of that, I've got to drop my baby girl off at day care. I've got to say goodbye to her for 8+ hours.

When I'm not working, Sunday is just the day where I'm like, "SUCKSAAAS!"


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