I was thinking earlier as I cleaned up my kitchen about Sunday nights back when I was working. I officially & finally retired in 2015. I've done a couple of things but certainly no 8-5, M-F since. Or ever again.
First thing I remember is a long bath & jammies pretty early. There was usually something good to watch on TV then. Now, not so much. I'm a Chiefs fan & for some reason they get stuck on Sunday nights more than anyone (or seems to me anyway. 😀) so now I watch a lot of football.
But I also make sure my kitchen is cleaned, dishwasher loaded, hand washies done & cabinets washed down. Not that it ever gets too bad but I've been known to leave glasses in the sink a couple of days.
And I still, for some odd reason, I try to focus on getting to bed early even though there is normally no alarm the next morning. And that's good because I oddly even now don't sleep well on Sunday nights. Sometimes I've had caffeine. Or I slept late, like this morning. But mostly my mind still goes to sleeping through the alarm & being late or missing a test. Even now, most of the time I can't settle my mind. Sleep is at a premium anyway but Sunday nights are the worst.
So here I am again. Watching the Chiefs for another 45 minutes or so. Reading a little. Then a long night of different life panic that I won't get up on time.
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