The week ahead

So it's Sunday night, we've had a great weekend, and yet as I sit here, I feel that weird Sunday night dread, like I used to when I was still in school. Which is so odd, because I don't have school tomorrow, just errands and email and everything else that makes up a typical day for me. Isn't it strange how some things from childhood just stay with you, even when you are sure you should have outgrown them? It's been awhile since I had somewhere I absolutely had to be each Monday morning, week aft