Sunday, November 05, 2006
It's widely recognized that Mondays generally stink. What about Sunday? I've never found much to like about Sunday. During my many years as a student, Sunday was always a dull catch-up day before heading back to school. Now Sundays are just as dull and I become bored very easily. Often by Sunday evening I have a case of Cabin Fever. It's hard to get out of the house on a Sunday night, because so many businesses close early. For example I very nearly went out to Barnes and Noble to get a drink, which I would have sipped while trying not to buy books. I was reaching for my shoes when I realized it was much closer to 9:00 p.m. (B & N's Sunday closing time) than I had realized, so there wasn't any time for that. Another thought was to see if anyone fancied a trip to IHOP or Denny's, but I'm still full from dinner, so there's not a lot of sense in that. Sunday is really a sort of Monday Eve; a reminder that tomorrow will almost definitely be crappy.
I hope you didn't click to come here for some cheering up, because if that is the case, I suspect I have failed you.