I Hate Mondays
13 Feb 2012 Leave a Comment
Even if you generally enjoy your job, as I do, I think most people find their mood improving as the workweek continues. But then, on the flipside, my mood kind of goes to shit on Sunday evenings, bottoming out on Monday mornings, especially every other Monday when I drop Jeanne off at preschool. Why? Well, because I’d rather spend the last of my time with her actually with her than at work. Now, I say I enjoy my job, and I do. But I do find myself looking at the clock. A lot. Anyone else out there like their job, but still find themselves yearning to be with their loved ones instead of at work?
But then, it seems weekends are always busy, so going back to work on Monday’s is almost like a respite. And if, by chance, there is a relatively quiet weekend, I can’t seem to quiet my mind and enjoy it. And, of course, no matter what I’m doing or not doing, time goes by so fast. Too fast. Faster it seems when you’re a parent. I remember as a teenager hearing old people, like my mom and aunts in their 30′s (you know, *old*) talk about how fast time goes and I never understood. Until now. I think having kids makes you much more aware of your mortality. And makes you want to cherish every moment. Especially with your children. And especially when you’re *only* a part-time parent.
