The Weekend Is Over

By Basia Alicia Powell

It is Monday! For many of us, Mondays can bring a lot of anxiety. I cannot begin to tell you how many deep breaths I take on a Monday morning, before I can shake the fear of the uncertainty of a brand new week. In fact, my anxiety level starts to flutter from Sunday night. My subconscious mind is ever so aware that Sunday is the eve of Monday, and therefore signals to me that the weekend is over. Here comes the internal panic.

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Like many people these days I work from home. While this is a blessing, it can also be a curse, as there is no defined line in my brain that separates the week day from the weekend. I think it is due to the fact that all week long, I am operating in the same space, doing the same thing, minus home school. Working full time from home allows me to spend more time with my family, but less time with myself, as it has completely annihilated the idea of anticipating the weekend. My brain is so confused about when the weekend begins and ends, as I am in the same space constantly, unable to travel frequently.

Unfortunately, my brain has to press reset each day, as I choose to take deep breaths frequently. The world is in chaos and we are all forced to adapt. There are really no norms anymore. Not even the weather is predictable. All plans have become contingencies. The weekend is over. Is that a bad thing?

I believe that change can be a good thing when seek the good in the situation. Maybe we should not wait on the weekend to let our guards down. Life is meant to be enjoyed everyday. You can go on a random date with your significant other, or a friend. Quarantine walks, long drives and a picnic for two is quite in order during these times. At first, I started to feel sad that my weekends seem to be over and then I realized that I can incorporate the activities from my weekend into my week. I simply require more structure and to focus on doing the things that make me happy.

In short, I have realized that I don’t need to wait on the weekend to have fun. That is pretty much like postponing my happiness. This past year, I was reminded of the importance of living in the “now”. Why wait on the weekend. Anything that can be done on a Saturday, can be done on a Monday. Monday does not have to bring us anxiety, it can also bring us joy. One thing for sure is, Monday will bring you joy if you love what you do for a living. – Basia Powell

@basiapowell

I guess what I discovered was, the day of the week does not really matter if you love what you are doing on that day. So, my weekend is over, but I am focusing on living in the now.

You are welcome,

Basia

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