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Depressing Sundays

I haven’t quite figured out why, but for as long as I can remember there has always been something depressing about Sundays.  I can’t really think of any other way to describe the feeling other than depressing.  I think if I were to lose track of time for a while, I could pick Sunday out as soon as it came around.  Everything just seems so different.  And I think it’s more than just the fact that it is the last day of the weekend before heading back to work on Monday.

Today was Mother’s Day, which made it a little different from the normal Sunday.  It was nice having my bro and SIL up and us all eating together and just spending time around the house w/ mom.  I started it out like I always do and wished my mom a Happy Mother’s Day w/ a hug as soon as I seen her after I woke up this morning.

I hope anyone reading this had a nice Mother’s Day today as well