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The Sunday Night Blues
Its that time again. The seemingly infinite freedom of the weekend is slowly giving way to the creeping reality that the week has returned. All that remains is to sleep, wake, and then churn through the endless days of the week once again.
Don’t get me wrong. I love what I do during the week. I love school. I love working with some of the greatest chefs and instructors the culinary field has to offer. I love the sizzle of the pan and the beauty and artistry of a well-designed platter. I love the sheer focus that attending class requires and invokes. In short, my weeks aren’t so bad.
But I love the weekends. Partly because recently, I have learned to adapt to a schedule that is subject to change at any moment, and the weekends represent freedom of schedule. We can go anywhere we want, do anything we want, without any obligation to anyone or anything but our own whims. These are also the times that I get to really spend with mrs. muse, the times we get to connect, talk about our week, and enjoy one another at play. During our weekends, we get to rewind the clock a little, become teenagers all over again. Whether its hitting the beach, the clubs, or an art gallery, the weekends seem to hold endless entertainment.
And then there is Sunday night. To blatantly steal a line from Douglas Adams, Sunday nights feel like “The long, dark teatime of the soul.”
And yes, we had a great weekend. And I am looking forward to the week ahead. But, more importantly, I am looking forward to next weekend. I have no idea what is going to happen, but I know the mrs. muse is going to be there, and that’s plenty enough reason.
Sunday night grumpiness invades the home right about 9pm. The jaws of sleep are rapidly closing, and we fight against it. I attempt to do a bit of frantic creative writing, and mrs. muse rushes to create a piece of art, longingly holding on to the last bit of the weekend.
Sigh… So, my question to you is… Do you feel yourself sometimes hit by the Sunday Night Blues? And if you do… What do you personally do to deal with them?
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Beautiful piece. Not sure if you know this but your work is one of the first that got me thinking about returning to school, so thank you.
I used to have the Sunday blues but now that I am in art school, I dont have them anymore. I do still love the weekends as I can rest or work on art that is mine instead of art that is assigned to me.
I think no matter how much you enjoy your “day job” – weekends will always be better because they are all yours! Wish I could be more helpful but I guess the positive side is that every week is ALWAYS followed by a weekend
LOL… True enough, Brandi. The Sunday night blues don’t always attack us, its only seems to be after a particularly good weekend, hehe.
I had a similar feeling recently when I had to return home to Atlanta from my wonderful two weeks in FL. Even though I was working, I was able to adjust my lifestyle around sunny central FL and align my schedule to include convenient daily workouts and sunsets on the beach. So it was more like vacation I suppose. Very nice. When it was time to leave, I hadn’t experienced that sadness for some time, so I wasn’t quite sure how to manage it. I just decided to recognize and embrace it. As soon as I did, it evaporated pretty quickly. I found myself drawing on the energy that came from the time in FL and reflecting with joy on a great time. Perhaps it’s a natural thing to experience a little post-high lull. I’d venture to say most of us have them after a great period of fun, depth, relaxation, etc. Maybe just looking into it for a moment will help end it?
Oh, and I want to own this picture! How much?
LOL. Not for sale, its all mine.
Actually, I have no idea where this soft pastel ran off to. I never got around to hanging it, and it’s not in my portfolio. But I’ve been thinking of posting some artwork for sale on ebay since I get inquiries about certain pieces. So I’ll definitely make a post when I have my first auction.
I don’t work a job at all, at least I don’t go OUT to work, so all my days are the same, I only know it’s the weekend because my husband is home. Evenings are depressing for me because I have to cook and i hate it! As one of you seems to be a cook, help me out with that one !