Do you ever get that ‘I don’t want the weekend to be over’ feeling? I’m sure you can relate to that feeling in some way. When the weekend has been fabulous and you get that sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach as Sunday draws to a close and the alarm is set for the joys of Monday morning.
The dreaded Monday feeling
After a truly wonderful weekend full of laughter, good company and great food and drink, the dreaded Monday feeling hit me late last night as I switched off the light ready for sleep. As I did so, my brain came alive. Suddenly the relaxed and chilled weekend left me and my busy brain went into overload as I began to make a mental list of all the things I am committed to doing this week, least of all my Miracle Morning and 30 day yoga challenge.
I have to admit to taking the weekend off of all exercise and work focus, and do you know something, it was exactly what I needed. No alarm was set on Saturday OR Sunday morning and for the first time in years I allowed myself sleep without the guilt I often find filtering in when I know I could be doing a whole host of other things instead of lying in bed.
This got me thinking. How often do we actually give ourselves the time and energy and space to just be? To completely switch off from all that can wait? I would say that for a number of you the answer would be never or very rarely.
Instead of the usual inner dialogue that plays ‘I really should be doing…..or I really must do…..’ I acknowledged those thoughts and then asked myself the question ‘what will happen if I don’t do x,y and z?’ Will the world end? Will the impact be so great that my life is over? Of course not! It may mean that the washing basket remains full for another day or so, or that the play room stays untidy or even that the dishwasher isn’t unloaded. By not doing these things and choosing to just ‘be’ for that moment in time, I allow myself space, time and energy for ME.
By embracing my weekend of laziness and relaxation allowed me to reconnect with myself, my partner, my friends and family as well as the great outdoors (and the local pub!). The weekend has served me well and although that ‘I don’t want the weekend to be over’ feeling set in, I was able to smile and appreciate all that I had experienced over that time.
When the alarm went off this morning, I had the dreaded Monday feeling and I did roll over and think ‘noooooo, not yet’. I also stretched, made a cup of tea and remembered a saying that my partner often uses:
You have to go back (home) in order to go away again. It’s the same with weekends. You have to reach Monday in order to make it to Friday.
On that note I have a basket of washing to do and a dishwasher to unload.
