I’ve had a great weekend. I watched some football. I saw Aquaman in theatre. I bought and set an Amazon fire stick and my wife and I discovered The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel. My son had his friend sleep over this weekend they had fun sledding and playing video games. All in all it was a restful relaxing weekend.
I’m currently sitting on my couch at 10pm knowing I should go to bed but not wanting to. It’s too late to start a movie or get into a video game and I’m slightly too tired to read so I’m just sitting here, my fingertips gripping onto the ledge that was my weekend not wanting to let go. All that’s left is for me to close my eyes and sleep but once I do it’ll be Monday… so, what’s worse than Monday? The late Sunday night dread of waking up Monday morning, that’s what.