Day 52: Accepting the Sunday blahs

I decided I was not going to stress this weekend as my Sunday night work start time approached. I've mentioned the Sunday blues, that depressing, sad feeling that the weekend is over and here comes Monday. They're always extra intense lately, because I go into work about midnight each Monday, which usually makes Sunday feel like a tense waiting room. It's like I'm waiting to go to work that night, keeping one eye on the clock, not enjoying the last day of my weekend. So I decided that was not going to happen this Sunday...and it kind of worked! I accepted the fact that I would not get much sleep and I didn't let it ruin my final day of the weekend. I slept in, spent the day shopping with my friend Sarah at the outlets, then we got some dinner and I was home with enough time to get a few hours of sleep. I think accepting this relieved some of the anxiety I usually feel all day as I wait to go to work. I didn't wait this time and didn't lose my Sunday. I'm growing, Mom, I'm growing!