Ever since college I've been getting what I call the "sunday night blues." I've had a glorious weekend. This makes no difference as Sunday wanes. The week looms. And so my worries about the week ahead begin to multiply. I dig myself a deep mental trough which I then have to climb out of on Monday. How about if I just didn't create that trough? What a novelty.
Thanks to my meditation practice, this past sunday I was able to reduce that suffering I've created around what may or may not happen in the week ahead. Am I still worried about finding a new tax preparer (or whatever the worry du jour is)? Yes. Do I need to spend hours worrying about that and driving Vinh crazy in the process? No. It will be a gradual shift. But I'm going to try to start experiencing my sunday nights, not living the future I'm so sure is inevitable when sweet sunday still lingers.
I have those too! I make predictions and obsess about all the tough things I have to do at work, especially if it's going to be an 8-10 kid day. I have to remind myself not to try to tell the future. I tell myself, "it may be a tough day, but i'll get through it like i've always done". This doesn't always work. As Paul will attest, often my whine "I don't wanna go" (work) begins as early as Friday and lasts the whole weekend (and week) through. Funny, but Monday (whatever day) is hardly ever as bad as I predict. You'd think I would have learned that by now.
Posted by: Lauren | January 12, 2009 at 05:10 PM