Sunday Night Sad

Not only is it Sunday, but it's the last day of my week-long holiday too. Sunday Night Sad hit me at about 11am. :-(

I am having Sunday Morning Organised in the hope that a sense of achievement at the end of the day will stave off Sunday Night Sad.

Always works for me, l! Except once the house is sparkling/reorganized/nice to be in, it seems like a total shame to leave it on Monday morning. Still, way of the world.

august's entire undercurrent is sunday night sad
but it is still summer :)

Very OTM. I have a terrible You Will Regret Slowing Down On Work in August feeling, but just can't stop myself.

And here we are.

:-(

hate it hate it hate it hate it hate it.

this weekend, it started on Saturday.

Had such a great weekend that this was delayed until 7:00 pm, but it is now here.

Sunday Night Resentful: planned to get some work in today, didn't want to, did some of it but not enough, looking forward to day of panic tomorrow for big presentation on Tuesday

Yeah, I'm glum atm. I won't even be that busy at work tomorrow. I should be content. I think it's the crappy Oregon weather that's starting to settle in. Thinking that it may be 6 months straight of overcast/rainy days is depressing.

jameson and xanax. just call me paddy fitzbenzo.

More Sunday Night Angry than Sunday Night Sad, but....I think a big part of it is not being able to resolve what's worrying me (e.g., I need to call an office that is closed right now).

I had a bad attack of this that just seemed to come out of nowhere. Real "fuck what's the use in doing anything?" for a couple of hours. Probably caused by too much rich food and not enough fibre.

...in my case, I mean.

ughhhhh
don't wanna go back to work after 10 days away.

xmas hols sad

Yet another "Oh, God, I have one more 11-hour day to go and then I have only mornings off until Thursday" sad.

xxp here it's more like cabin fever, as I don't have anywhere that I need to be until Wednesday afternoon (lol unemployment)

Going back to work tomorrow for the first time since Dec. 23. I've come to the conclusion that if I ever won the lottery, I wouldn't be one of those "oh, I'll just keep working at my day job to stay busy" kind of people.

Also, at age 37, I still can't grow a beard.

xxp here it's more like cabin fever, as I don't have anywhere that I need to be until Wednesday afternoon (lol unemployment)

― Les centimètres énigmatiques (snoball), Sunday, 2 January 2011 22:46 (40 minutes ago) Bookmark

ha ha i was just thinking what i'm doing this week and realised i've nothing to do til 7 in the evening on wednesday.

twiddles thumbs etc...

Totally feels like Sunday today.

Sunday with a big overdraft at the Sunday account :(

sunday squared ffs.

I haven't walked any considerable distance since Dec 22, so I made myself go out today and get some exercise. Within 200m my ankle was hurting like a bastard. Unfit me.

Spouses should not be able to take time off when other spouse has to work. There should be some kind of rule >:(
Mr Veg is off all week.

I was jealous of my accountant friend for an instant this weekend. I went over to his house on Saturday and he was complaining about being bored, since he had't worked since December 19th. Of course, I won't be jealous in about three weeks when he is ramped up to 80 hour weeks for his "busy season". Still, I'm ready to reach that 6-month mark and get some vacation time, even just a day or two. But, I'm not complaining, considering where I was a year ago.

Also, at age 37, I still can't grow a beard.

― Pleasant Plains, den 2 januari 2011 23:57 (Yesterday) Bookmark Suggest Ban Permalink

most depressing thing i've read today. i'm turning 25 in a month thinking "maybe this is the year..."

29 and no beard possible here either. sadface.

No beard for me either :D (sorry)

My dad used to look like Bruce Sutter, so it's frustrating.

Anyway. I'm back at work clean-shaven, with one brown and one black shoe on. The laziness is already catching up with me.

grew a beard in 2010 iirc

Oh I've come to terms w/ the fact that I will never be able to grow a beard, probably; it is very distressing.

was everyone really sad last night that they can't grow beards?

like, glass of wine in one hand, stroking a stubble-less chin with the other while staring in the mirror and sighing?

Being a man supposedly means you can change your entire look at a month's whim, a beard today, clean-shaven tomorrow, maybe grow a moustache with those biker handles.

But not me. I can grow a goatee, but that appears like you're not willing to go all out.

I never knew how pervasive beard-sadness was. Sad for u guys.

Well, that was Sunday night. I'm over it now.

:{)

...and we women get sad when we get beards. I think the beard fairy got drunk one night and mistook me for a man. :-( I mean, shaving is all right, but the words "face" "every day" and "Christine" should not be associated with it.

Beard fairy only half visited me, by way of nose hair. I inherited my Dad's nose with all of its gross hair sticking out of it and it makes me sad I don't have one of those girl noses where you would never know that there's even any hair inside.

I hate my job
because we have too many major projects on at once and there is just not time to do everything at once
and I don't even know where to start with the newest project but people keep asking me where I'm up to
and I limped through last week weakly deflecting their questions and promising myself I'd spend this weekend working
and I didn't, because fuck that noise
and now, it is Sunday evening
and I am thinking of how much I'd rather tear my own limbs off than go into work, ever again
just one of the repeating patterns of my life

sorry if you read this
it wasn't worth it

My Sunday Night Sad has morphed into Sunday Night Angry at this point, Sundays are so awful that I end up mad at the world by night.

i drown mine in sunday night overeat

( i start a diet tomorrow)

blergh

:(

I got a cold so I'm sick and sad...

there there

Fuck Sundays. Worthless day.