After the high of a week-long visit from dear friends, the weekend that followed couldn’t have been any more depressing. Some bad news on the job front and the never-ending gray and rainy weekend days combined to turn the mood close to funereal. While Saturday veered on the normal, Sunday, which normally comes as a nice jump-off point to the start of another workweek, was anything but, and my inability to get motivated to do anything was reminiscent of my unemployed early days.
Why we can’t get a break with our job situation over here is beyond me at times.