When I was still a sweet innocent little boy, I dreaded Mondays. As bedtime on Sunday evening approached, my stomach would turn into knots. I couldn’t sleep and I was a nervous wreck. I dreaded what the next school day will bring.
When I started to work, I dealt with this anxiety by going to work early on Monday. By 7AM, I was already in the office. When people showed up at 9, I was already well into my day. It gave me a sense of being in control. Nowadays, I don’t go into work that early anymore. I’m not as nervous or anxious as I used to be but I can still feel the underlying tension.
Usually, I’ll check my emails on Sunday nights just to make sure there aren’t any landmines waiting for me the next day. If problems come up, I just tell myself that’s what work is all about. That’s why I get paid for – to use my experience, skills and creativity to solve problems. It becomes a more of a mental chess game. Is the stress still there? Of course, but I have become more adept at compartmentalizing this. I’m also fortunate to have a good manager this time as well. I don’t dread Mondays as I have in the past. I am just suspicious of them. Maybe over time I’ll grow to love and embrace Mondays.
I was thinking about all of this an hour ago. I hate that feeling when the weekend is finally over. I can’t believe that I’ve had this feeling for Mondays so long. I guess it’s just another of my quirky little traits that I’ve grown to love gotten used to after all these years.
Have a great Monday everyone.
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