Sunday, September 30, 2007


I hate it. Genuinely hate it. What's there to like?

I don't know about you but I'm the sort of person that needs to give himself little things to look forward to if I'm to get through the week. Nothing mad mind you; football on telly one night, maybe a couple of hours out at a movie another, friends over on a weekend. Little things just to focus me from day to day to day. Sunday throws me.

Just as it has done since I was a kid it looms large over me like a shadow. It's the day before work primarily (don't get me wrong, I love my job but it is still work), the day when the weekend is almost over. Tomorrow it's back to worrying about how to pay the bills, how my job is doing, what has to be done around the house. Having a bit of the post-alcohol blues today probably doesn't help.

Apart from all that, something I've been looking forward to for a few weeks is over now and that I don't have anything else on the horizon.

One thing is keeping me upright for the moment. My kids are coming back today from babysitting in their grandparents house last night and, even though they've only been gone a day, I miss them.

True my little guy will make me watch the rugby tonight against my will and full in the knowledge that it's not going to go our way. In fairness to him though I did want to switch off at half time when we were both watching this

He convinced me not to and for that I will be eternally grateful to him and I will always defer to his superior judgement from now on.

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