At the beginning of the pandemic, I foolishly thought, hey, now that I'm working from home and no longer have to commute to the office, maybe Mondays wouldn't feel as shitty. Instead of dragging my feet to the MRT before the sun is even up, I get to sleep in. After a few months, I realized I was wrong.
In fact, Monday felt *weirder* in a way because being stuck at home means there was no change in scenery. It almost felt like I was stuck in a loop. When I went to bed every Friday night, it was like I was waking up on a Monday morning the next day. It also didn't help that I was working longer hours and couldn't establish boundaries between my personal and professional life right away.
Thankfully, I eventually recognized the toxic pattern I was in. Here are a few changes I made to my Sunday routine so I wouldn't have to dread Monday as much.
I make sure I don't just watch TV all day.
I read somewhere that when you're busier over the weekend, your days actually feel longer than when you just lie down in the same spot, watching a show. Though the list of activities I can do at home is somewhat limited, I try to move as much as I can before I'm changed to my laptop again for the next five days. I wake up before the rest of the world and walk around the park near my house. When I get home, I play with my dogs or hang out with my parents.
In the middle of the day, I check my calendar.
Most people avoid checking anything work-related, but I'm someone who doesn't like surprises. I don't like finding out I have a meeting on Monday that I was not emotionally prepared for, lol. Checking my calendar keeps my anxiety over meetings at bay.
Next, I make a to-do list.
This tip is so old, but it works for me. I still use pen and paper for this because I like feeling accomplished when I tick a task off my list. Actually, if I'm being honest, I write all my tasks on scratch paper and then I transfer it to a "final" page where they're listed in order of priority. After that, I forget about work again.
I clean up the mess of the previous week.
I'm sort of like a tornado during the week: Everything just gets flung around my room, and without realizing it, my space is a mess. By Sunday afternoon, I make sure everything is in place for the week ahead. I consider it a fresh start, and it puts me in the right mindset.
I talk to my parents.
I hate to admit it but when they try to talk to me on weekdays, I can sometimes hear myself responding halfheartedly. And I hate that. I'm very well aware of how lucky I am to be spending this much time with them, especially in the middle of a pandemic. Also, I'm very close to my parents, I enjoy their company, kwentuhan time is something that actually puts me in a good mood (and makes my Mondays suck way less).
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