Everything always goes bad on Sundays
Perhaps things go bad on Sundays, because it is followed by the dreaded Monday which is a work day for some. And the 'some' that I know treat me awful on Sundays. I remember when I worked, my first husband always told me that my mood changed on Sunday afternoon from good to bad, and it was all related to dreading going to work on Monday. I can offer no other excuses.
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Well, Sandy, I hated work so much that by Sunday afternoon I would become a raging lunatic not fit to be around. I am retired now and so much more at peace...only because I don't have to go to work anymore.
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