In the movie "Office Space." the phrase, 'sounds like someone has a case of the Mondays' is used to describe someone who's having a bad day and/or seems to be going through weekend withdrawl. I can relate most Mondays, but my real "sickness" is on Sunday evenings.
Since I left college, I have always sort of hated Sunday evenings. The weekend is over, the work week starts the next morning, and I always find myself wishing there were more hours in the weekend or whining about how three day weekends should be permanently implemented. I also take a look at the direction my life is headed. Currently, I live with my mother, which isn't a bad gig, but I don't know many that do that. There is also something to be said for total independence at 26 years old: it's underrated. Additionally, my waistline has suffered tremendously at the hand of my mother's hearty midwestern cooking. Mashed potatoes and gravy, anyone?
Anyway, back to my Sundays. It's a big "if/then" time for me. I mull over the hypothetical outcomes different decisions would have given me. What if I went to grad school sooner? What if I stayed in North Carolina? What if I never moved to North Carolina in the first place? The fact of the matter is, I am where I am for a reason. (For the record, I hate the phrase "it is what it is." I think it's the most frustrating saying ever.) Now I have to figure out a way to do something bigger with my life. I volunteer, I go to a great church, I have an awesome family and boyfriend, I work with fairly nice people at a local affiliate of a national non-profit. Life is pretty dang good. But, I feel like I could be doing more: more projects around my house, giving back to the community more, etc. Does anyone else feel like what you're doing isn't enough? IS this something that will ever go away?
I am restless for the next step. Is it grad school? A big move? Friends and family, guidance and encouragement is always appreciated. Until then, I'll just have to deal with my mean case of the Sundays!
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