Currently…

You all know that feeling, don’t you? It’s sunday afternoon or early evening, you know that you have to go to work tomorrow and you know just as well that you don’t want to go. I get that feeling almost every weekend and it’s really bugging me. It ruins every sunday even though it shouldn’t. The funny thing for me is that I don’t even mind going to work. I mean, sure I’d rather sleep in every morning and then spend the day shopping and powerwalking, but that’s not going to happen unless I win the lottery… So it irritates me quite a bit to feel sorry for myself for having to do something I don’t even mind doing. The human mind is strange, obviously!