Sunday’s feel like funeral days to me. they are mopey and dull and looming ahead of them is 5 days of living without saturday. Sunday is a day for mourning saturday. My sunday’s usually consist of trying not to waste the day counting down how many hours I have until work starts. depressing, huh? They are just so drab and although they make great lounging days there is a darkness to them–like sitting at a funeral and wishing it would get over so you can go eat and leave.

Usually my Sundays consist of:
1. sleeping until 11 and then feeling guilty b/c I didn’t get up earlier. I hate being unproductive. but seriously, if i were awake before 11 i’d just mope about listlessly.
2. laundry.
3. making a yummy meal. i view the sunday meal as sort of a death rowers last meal. only, if all goes well and I don’t expire at my place of work during the week, i get another last meal next sunday.
4. reading a book. and occasionally writing.
5. wincing every time i think of going to work
6. not getting dressed. I wear a white trash t-shirt that says, “What? I’m out of bed and dressed, what more do you want from me?” my boyfriend hates it and i can’t help but keep it around even though i hate it too.
7. staring off in oblivion. almost all sundays include some form of hangover. this hasn’t changed for about 8 years. 1/2 of sunday is a fuzzy headache and a blank, empty stare at the wall –this is actually in-depth contemplation of my station in life.
8. brain straining. thoughts like this: if i did just get up and leave could i honestly be a cleaning lady in hawaii? would hawaii piss me off just as much as this place? how come the US health care system is so SHITTY–why do i have to have a job in order to have health insurance? that is why so many americans stay in jobs they hate.
9. non-alcoholic calming. after the brain straining i have to come back to terms with being myself and going back to a predictable, unwelcome week of blah blah blah.
10. channel flipping. sitting in that part of sunday that falls before or after oblivious staring. usually falling on the food network and watching that annoying ass guy with the dyed blond hair… and ninja warrior.

that’s how my sunday goes. how do you spend your sunday?