(...and not a Bank Holiday)
Monday - I can get on with things - from the trivial (get shoes re-healed, glasses recoated etc etc.) to arrranging to collect a whole load of my books tomorrow, and persuade my guy to have it listed on Amazon. Probably have to push him about it tomorrow.
Yesterday (Sunday) was, as usual, mostly a day for introspection, depresssion and despair. The better I get in myself (eg less hard on myself), the more I seem to brought down by spending time with my mother each Saturday. If I could learn to take Saturdays a lot seriously, as if they were some kind of surreal performance, I would feel a whole lot better for the rest of te weekend.
brokendownangel
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Maybe you should pretend they are some sort of weird audition for a fantastic job that you just have to get through for one day? Or run fawlty towers/goon show/python sketches through your head the whole time.