I'm going to get a little deep today, so switch the page if that's not your style. Sundays are my least favorite day of the week. Yes, I know the term SundayFunday rings loud and clear, but it is far from fun for me. (wow, that's a lot of F's in one sentence!) They used to be when I lived in Virginia... but not so much anymore. It's the day I feel most alone.
Sunday is a day to spend with those close to you. Many attend church with their families, go for a stroll in the park & brunch with close friends or enjoy a day of relaxation with their significant other. You catch my drift.
I attend church alone... I try very hard to go every week, but it's very hard to do so when you go alone. I have made some effort by joining a small group through my church and we are trying to do better at all going together, but schedules get crossed or different service times are attended, and I still have ended up being alone.
Many people put their phones and computer away on Sunday -- taking a digital break before the weak begins. I totally get that... but it does make the condo a lot quieter than the typical buzz during the week when work emails, tweets, facebook posts and texts are ringing in. Today I caught myself egging for my phone to light up so that I would feel somewhat close with society!
I have a hard time being calm and enjoying a peaceful Sunday because I feel that I should be doing something productive. Maybe it's that or that I just have issues being alone sometimes. I used to crave alone time... just needed a break from society as a whole. But, after being alone for so long, I am tired of it. I want to spend my time with special people.
I won't lie when I say that it's been tough making friends here. I know why -- because I did not attend an SEC or ACC southern school. See.... people my age in Atlanta all went to Alabama, Auburn, Georiga, South Carolina, Tennessee, Florida or FSU and already have their circles of alumni and greek sisters when they arrive in Atlanta. I moved from Virginia (DC). I have to really exert myself and sometimes its not reciprocated.
Well, make friends at work you may say. I'm not at work to make friends...I am there to work. My job is too busy to be frolicking through the building having chit chat.
I get excited on Sunday nights knowing that Monday morning will bring me out of this slump and into a frenzy of marketing. I can then enjoy the week's happenings, friend outings, dates, weekend events... live it up basically until the next Sunday rolls around.
It's two hours to midnight Monday morning and I am ready.