Sunday Night Sad

Yeah, dude. Sunday dread. NEVER a cool thing - it was especially bad when I was in college, visiting my long-distance gf. That blew.

Nowadays, I usually take out my work and figure out EXACTLY what I'll be doing first thing on Monday morning and then start that. I usually end up working about an hour or two on Sundays in order to overcome this feeling, and, if not EXCEEDINGLY hungover, I will typically be free of the dread by noon on Sunday, and have a very clear idea of what I will be doing first thing on Monday.

This is also aided by the fact that I voluntarily get to work by 6:30 every morning so that I have 2 + hours before anyone else even sets foot in the place, so I can usually knock out the first task or two and be running at full speed by the time others make their way out of traffic.

My wife thinks me insane for my morning proclivity, but she doesn't complain when I walk the dog EVERY morning.

oh yes. chronic since childhood. starting late afternoon usually. "sunday feelings" we call them.

Debilitating. Cups of tea. Yawning. Leftovers. Hungover. Bad TV. Overcast. Laundry. Broke. Everything But the Girl on the radio.

I didn't have this in college, Sundays were really busy with homework to catch up on and meetings, and I looked forward to church and brunch in the morning. Hungover Sundays involved guilt for sleeping through church and frustration with having too much homework to sleep more, but no sadness, either.

But now I have graduated, don't know anyone, and spend my weekends alone. By Sunday afternoon I'm glum and feeling like my life is pointless because I've just spent 2 days lying around with a novel, I'm looking forward to work for human interaction and a sense of purpose, and that's just pathetic, there has to be more to life than that!

When I lived in Chicago, my, umm, dudes and I had a regular Sunday-night guyish chill-out thing that mostly involved watching HBO series and eating subs between multiplayer Halo games and whatnot -- pretty much the most base lazy-dude weekend-ending imaginable, but man was it healthy and reassuring to sit around doing nothing in good company for a couple hours before diving back into the work-week.

I was surprised by this thread, because I was having this REALLY bad last night, and for no good reason -- I think I may have watched one too many episodes of a Law & Order marathon during the afternoon and sent myself into a listless funk. Alternate explanation that has been offered: FULL MOON

Change in weather / getting dark early doesn't help. Kills any idea of, I dunno, sitting outside with a glass of wine reading.

i get it worse in the fall than any other time. had it real bad last night, so bad that i pretty much had a tiny temper tantrum.

and its much, much worse when i've had a fun weekend. kind of like the major crankiness i'd get as a kid after staying up all night at a sleepover and the boring shitty sunday the next day of doing homework and eating pot roast and the gross ticking of the opening scene of 60 minutes.

I tend to get more melancholy in the fall for a week or two than get the Sunday blues, but it happens sometimes. Sunday night is very often stay at home, cook and watch TV night and these days there's often a fire in the fireplace.

and the gross ticking of the opening scene of 60 minutes

this was my sunday dep soundtrack too.

ts: Sunday evening sad vs Sunday evening drunkening

The former is hard to get through but ends in a good night's sleep, the latter involves a lot more smiling and laughter but also a Monday morning hangover/around.

I get the Sunday evening sad hardest when I'm driving home on the lonesome highway after dropping of my son at his mom's.

Can I start another thread about Monday mornings?

As long as it has Garfield!

oh shiiiit

ok what you need to do is make sure you always have something semi-stressful to do on monday morning, meaning you really won't have much time for sunday night sad, only sunday night post-dinner here-we-go stress rush
but really i don't think this feeling ever goes away
even my most pleasant, beautiful amazing sundays are partly that amazing b/c they happen on the edge of this sadness

yes i have every night post-dinner post-class stress rush which means i go to bed and can't fall asleep because i'm all busy and mind is thinking about 230948 things so it catches up when i'm walking down the street and i get walking down the street sad. sort of like what ned said up there. and then it returns on sundays cause i know it's all going to start again tomorrow and mondays are my longsest days.

anyway. i'm going to take some benadryl and make myself go to bed now!

Getting some Monday work tasks done seems to be the only thing that wards it off, and then only partially. I can convince myself that I am 'ahead' in some way. But this week is the first week for about a year that I haven't felt totally overwhelmed by work regardless of all those little tactics.

I think I get Monday evening sad more than any other. It comes from childhood, and I can recreate it all too well with the help of the recent Laurie Johnston CD boxset, which has themes from This Is Your Life and World In Action on it (albeit not the "prog" World In Action theme that would probably tip me over the edge).

On Sunday evenings I see the whole week stretching before me and wonder what I am going to do to fill it in my role as full-time dad.

oh my god i got it sooooo bad last night. its really worse for me in the fall/winter and kind of comes to a head around the holidays. i usually feel completely relieved once january rolls around. anyway i felt completely drained yesterday and dreading life and all the bullshit thats going on at work so much that all i could do was lay in bed and stare at the ceiling. I AM PATHETIC.

not so much sadness as just frustration - wanting the weekend to not end. mondays not even that bad tho, 'another fresh start/today i will achieve and conquer' thing.

that's a good way of looking at it :-)

'another fresh start/today i will achieve and conquer' thing.

^this never works for me bcuz i know i won't conquer anything

i'll just come home and nap

my sister had what i thought was a sort of elegant way of dealing with this in high school. she always said sunday nights depressed her, so she developed a routine of making a box of kraft macaroni & cheese, and then eating the whole thing while watching melodramatic made-for-tv movies on a small black and white tv in her bedroom. there were always made-for-tv movies about disease or divorce or whatever on sunday nights.

so there you go: melodrama + macaroni

so rowdy tonight

for some reason
wkend is reversed and upside down

going to a 'reading' - shld prob be in nyc at boredoms but :/
back to this weird rowdy sunday only v v slightly sad feeling

i'm totally sundayed out. making a pizza now.

i read a little bit and made a good burger. what else is there to do on sundays?

mehhhh

I had a craving for home fries, so that was dinner. Bought some herbs for the garden, watched Decasia, have the beisbol on in the background, thinking about playing some more poker.

just home fries?

i'm not sad tonight, just... what's a synonym for "overwhelmed" that doesn't sound so melodramatic? doing the best i can at keeping my head on straight, but it could still be on straighter.

I'm both sad and overwhelmed. But I think I just need a nap and about 6 hours more in every day.

tyred

just home fries?

Yeah, it's a craving I get once a year or so. I browned a little sausage for the fat and added it back at the end, so they were a little more entree-ish.

guys it's just sunday night you big buncha emos

WAY TO SHUT EVERYONE UP MAN, YOU SHOULD BE IN POLITICS

my dad beat me in scrabble :(

school damage.

watching a Suicide G1rls movie on Showtime :/

lol poetry
i heckled a bit. but it was necessary.
sometimes when i think of sunday all i can hear is the monster-truck announcer voice saying: sunday sunday sundaaaay!

lol i always imagine him saying "saturday saturdaaaaay"!!!

maybe we grew up one day's travel time apart

I'm not sad, I don't think, but damned if I can nail down a mood, because I slept for 18 straight hours Saturday afternoon to this morning, and then there was a nap as well, not because I needed any more sleep but just because I don't always travel between worlds well, and so opted to just hang out in that other one for a while longer. But restful as this all was, it's also pretty disorienting and damned weird. I feel... off.

hahaha saturday??
we grew up like 3 hrs time zone difference apart! which is far, that's true. and also sunday is sacred truckin' day in british columbia and pacific northwest
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I'm both sad and overwhelmed. But I think I just need a nap and about 6 hours more in every day.

-- Sara R-C, Sunday, March 30, 2008 9:44 PM (Sunday, March 30, 2008 9:44 PM) Bookmark Link

^^^this

I am Sunday Night Sick. I see 11 or so episodes of Arrested Development in my immediate future.

playing Sunday night shows sux. It's 1:40, I just got home 20 minutes ago, and I'm both tired and wide awake.

It gets a lot easier after you've lost your fucking mind and had your 3rd nervous breakdown and there isn't much ego or self esteem left to cause any problems at this point. Joking, of course!

it's true that I actually have a pretty cushy job (the main worries are that management will work that out and get rid of me, plus the embarrassment that everyone except mgmt surely already knows I don't do anything useful, but I'm not smart or dedicated enough to seek out actual useful tasks and do them - also it's boring and just being in the office with all the constant noise and politics does my head in, but that's p. much a given of the working universe today, at least for desk job drones like me with no physical strength or people skills), and I'm lucky to have had a good long xmas break at all

but hey

good vibes to calzino + family

Thanks aps, same to you xxx

Good vibes to both of you fine people

Monday can suck it. 👊

Easter Sunday Night Sad - possibly the saddest of Sunday Night Sads because there isn't even the distracting anxiety/boredom/irritation of having to go to work tomorrow.

Solved this problem by getting a job that's had me at work for the last 38 hours, in 30 minutes i'm gonna hit Sunday night euphoria.

I've had Easter weekends that have been so quiet that it's felt like 4 Sundays in a row.

Fortunately, this wasn't one of them. I've hardly been inside at all this weekend.

if I am at home, and it's too hot to work on personal projects, I feel totally apathetic.

Another totally unproductive late August Bank Holiday weekend coasts to a halt.

Wake up, stomach starts gnawing, this gloomy half-light will be the colour of the day, not even a day of freedom cos already i have to prepare towards work, do the chores to be ready for tomorrow and tomorrow, nowhere to go and noone to see, the day will rush by and throw me into the Baal-oven of another week, over and over, workhouse treadmill, only escape route is death maybe, completely pwned by the machine

yeah Sunday late afternoon always feels really empty

I felt exactly as you describe noodle vague, all day I even felt like my body had been preparing itself in sleep, so 'ready' was I when I woke up (lead in the guts, heart beating). Spent the day sort of avoiding time but the fucker passes anyway.

I wonder if this is something intensified in/by November? Something about the closing days, the absence of holiday - except for onrushing Christmas and all that entails.

Anyway, solidarity.

Wahhh

Feeling this

i gotta say Chinaski yeah the gloom and the early nights make it feel worse i think

"I wonder if this is something intensified in/by November?"

Also first time in two years with anything approaching normality.

I am on a nice block of reading which has helped battle through the early darkness. Kept turning pages for most of the month so far. Got a pot of green tea ready and won't be going to bed until near midnight, till a few more chapters are done but that's not for everyone.

November is hard. I remember it being so last year too. I guess I thought it would be easier with being able to do more things.

I think climate change is making it worse, at least here - we've got less of our usual misty rain, more horrible windy downpours that you can't go out in.

Choose your adventure

this completely dominates my being, even on Friday nights. there’s this annoying MIT professor with a ponytail who said the definition of depression is the inability to appreciate a sunset and I think he might have something there

https://i.imgur.com/DVFYkQE.png

Nothing I love more than waking up on a Sunday morning and instantly feeling sick with anxiety at the prospect of returning to work

I think retirement is the cure for this

A cold blue unrest squeezes at my heart

I feel it, too. Will get through it though, sail I must

Bemused that I don't seem to have posted on this thread before.

"Oh God," is the gist of it.

stopped getting this after I stopped having to be in the office on mondays. supposed to be in tomorrow but fk that. ~vibing~

That would only work for me if I was committed to doing "non-work things" (pottering in the garden, washing up etc, etc).