Hello again, Monday. So: it's back to work, you say?
If I must.
It's such a pleasure to enjoy the weekend without worry for Monday. I find that loving my work adds to my enjoyment of the not work. I don't get that sense of dread halfway through Sunday afternoon like I used to.
Lately, I've been feeling a heavy sense of overwhelm... but I don't think it has anything to do with work. It has more to do with me expecting too much of myself: a more perfect house, more timely and nutritious meals, more meaningful interactions with my family. I feel like I've done something terribly wrong when the pieces don't come together the way I expected... and that can be daunting.
I'm trying to shed my expectations. I'm trying to spend more time intentionally loving every minute. I want to truly simplify my life: to be grateful for what I have instead of worrying about what I don't have. I want to be more gracious and more thoughtful. Therefore: bring on the week! Let's make the most of the time that is allowed to us. Let's be grateful for Monday.