Mondays & Fridays

Monday 20 March, 2000

I separate the week from the weekend. I work during the week. I exercise during the week and I’m relatively well disciplined during the week. At weekends I don’t work, I don’t exercise as much and I relax more. This includes relaxing my rules and boundaries.

So, when Monday arrives, my little holiday ends and it’s back to the less enjoyable aspects of life. No wonder I get down. I sound as if I have the weight of the world on my shoulders but I don’t. I’m sure there are plenty who would swap with me. So why do I feel like this?

Do I have to stay away from company so I don’t get lonely when the people disperse? Deprive myself of things in order not to miss them when they’re gone? Was the fun I had at the weekend worth feeling like this? I understand the need for equilibrium and I would gratefully trade in my Friday happiness if it meant Sundays and Mondays were less difficult.

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