How do you deal with Sunday night blues?

The only time I felt that way was when I held a job that didn’t bring a sense of satisfaction. Rationalization was what got me through the weekday. It may be time to look for another job or career.

Take a Tylenol PM and hit the hay early?

I strongly advise you DO NOT hit the hay early. You’ll have a harder time sleeping with work on your mind, especially since you’ve gained an hour today. Do something fun tonight—see a movie, go to a restaurant, spend time with friends—anything to get your mind off work.

Sunday night is a pretty good night for TV here in Central Ohio. A couple icy cold beverages and Rizzoli and Isles, Once upon a Time, Football and Quantico. Wife unit likes Madam Secretary. And the Cats keep us entertained.

Good thinking @majorrich. I missed a TV program on Friday and can watch it on catch up. @Pied_Pfeffer I think you have a point. I have a boss who is pretty unpredictable and it’s her I’m dreading. I’m not sure what she will have done while I was off. The rest of the job is ok

@Stinley, I quit my boss before I quit my job. It was a bitter-sweet departure because I respected everyone else. The supervisor’s lack of work ethics is what caused the move. She was fired less than a year later. Fortunately, she found another job. She wasn’t a bad person, just promoted to a level in which she was ill-equipped.

Vacations make returning to work especially hard for me. I don’t usually get depressed on Sunday with the job I have now, because for the most part I like it. Still when I’m on vacation I get depressed at the thought of there being a whole world out there but I need to work to pay the bills so work= no free time to do all the things I want to and see all the things I want to.

If you keep busy on Sundays, you’ll forget about the Monday morning trauma that awaits.

The complaint is both universal and eternal. The wife used to wake up Sunday morning dreading the upcoming week, and she had a wonderful job! Now she works Tuesday through Thursday. So she wakes up Monday morning dreading the upcoming 3 days.

Sex & Beer

It’s been an ok day so far. My boss was unpredictable as usual but this time was nice and had achieved quite a few things in my absence. Let’s not get into why she was doing the things that are actually my job…

Sometimes in past jobs I’ve had, I’d find that I’d dread the return to work (whether just after a weekend or from a longer vacation), and then find that it wasn’t that bad after all. Then I’d realize that I spent my free day, Sunday, dreading something that wasn’t that bad.

A good hot bath in my superbig tub and a cup of chamomile tea or hot chocolate, or a vanilla milk shake while I’m in there. A new man will arise from that scene.

Before I retired, sometimes I would anticipate a bad day coming and would take time in the evening to give myself a good hot shave. Several passes and take my time with a towel in between. Then I wouldn’t have to shave hurriedly in the morning. It was like spa time. Momma didn’t always like the mess I made in the sink, but finally got me trained to clean up better after myself. I switched to electric some years ago but recently found my old kit and have started wet shaving occasionally just so I can teach future grand-babies how it’s done.