Sunday nights

Its 1020pm on a Sunday night and you start to recall what needs to be done and make a mental map of the week's "people to call", "reports to submit", "numbers to crunch"......in short.... CHORES at work. The only consolation, if any is you are not the only one feeling this way.

Every Sunday, me and wifey will get into this panicky mood just thinking of having to go work on Monday. On a good day, we'll get our ironing for the week done by Sunday..... but more often than not, we find ourselves ironing just before leaving for work on a daily basis.

Are we working too hard? why is it that more often than not, adjectives that comes before the word "work" carries a negative connotation....things like, fucked, boring, sucky, or even a combination of all??

I'll be the first to admit that I do not have the answer. And if anyone reading this got a solution to this feeling.. pls contact me.... i'll be eternally grateful.

Solider on my friend!!!!