I've talked about this before, but I
have a really tough time with Sundays.
It all began when I started my new job.
I dreaded Monday, and Erik
and I would part ways for the weekend, so Sunday became this huge
suck-fest. Usually I cried myself to sleep, be it for five minutes or
a half hour, because feeling crappy triggered all my negative
thoughts and... well, you get the picture. It wasn't a good time.
Eventually
I got used to my job and coped better with saying goodbye to Erik. I
settled into my schedule and things were good for a while. Then Erik
got a job where he works Sunday through Thursday and I found myself
thrown back into the cycle of hating Sundays.
It's
not as drastic as it used to be; I don't cry about it anymore. But
it's almost like I have Saturday and
Sunday blues. On Saturday, when we're getting ready for bed, I
realize our time together is over, even though I have a whole day
left of my own personal weekend. Then I experience normal
weekend-ending Sunday blues.
I try
to balance it out by embracing my Sundays, whether that means running
errands, doing chores, completing work for my second job, or allowing
myself to have a mope-fest and laying in bed all day. If I'm at
Erik's house, I usually get out of bed at a decent hour to drive home
and am forced to start my day, which is good. Now that it's football
season, I'm trying to become a serious Giants fan (yeah, I know, I
picked the wrong year for that) and watch the games, either alone or
with Lyndsay and her family. It prevents me from hating my life all
the way through Sunday, but the nights are still not fun.
Once
I'm living with Erik – which, mind you, is still a long ways away –
I think I'll handle it better. By that point I should have a new job
and a shorter commute anyway, but the worst part of my blues is
feeling the absence of Erik after spending such a short amount of time with him.
At least having company on Sunday nights will make me feel less
dread-y about the week ahead. I just need to have a little patience
and know that things will get better soon.
Do you get the Sunday night
blues? What do you do to compete with them? Or, if you don't have
them, what's your secret?!
