I went down a bit of a YouTube rabbit hole yesterday and found this adorable channel that just solves jigsaw puzzles. I felt oddly inspired by the host i.e., Someone who has something they like and likes to share it with the world. I like writing this blog and I like reciting poetry, but I think I can do better. I have some ideas I have been bouncing ideas around the ol’ noggin for a while now. Sooner rather than later I hope you will get to see at least one of these ideas come to fruition.

Hello and welcome to Monday. I have some things I need to talk about. So, here I am. On a Monday morning. Late morning, mind you. I have hit the ground running and am ready to kick another week in the ass. But I don’t feel prepared. I feel like the morning is getting away from me because it is indeed getting away from me. That’s how time works. Why does this happen to me most Mondays now? I’ll tell you why. I am shit at Sundays.

Pardon my language for this blog title. I thought of the idea, appropriately, yesterday (Sunday), and I thought it had a nice ring to it. I am the kind of guy who gets the so-called Sunday Scaries a lot. I am someone who doesn’t have to get up early every day but always intends to. Sundays are seen as recovery days for a lot of people. People who are on the town most Saturday nights. I rarely am. Every Sunday I wake up I say to myself: “Alright, Fin. You need to actually sit down and prepare for the week ahead. I mean it this time”. I never listen to myself. I used to. I used to a lot and those were the days I would be getting things done.

Right now, I am writing this blog. Ideally, I would have gone for a morning walk, meditated and had my whole week laid out in front of me. I am meeting Jack for coffee in a couple of hours, and I need to get out and walk because I hurt my neck a couple of days ago. I also need to do some admin work. I have no idea what I am doing. Do you know a way I would know what I am doing? If I actually sat down and prepared for my week yesterday.

Before you think I am incredibly un-self-aware, I know this is all on me. I have only myself to blame. I know the fix is also easy. I would have known all this if I sat down yesterday and just thought about things. In other words, if I wasn’t so shit at Sundays.

Thank you for reading this moan today. I really appreciate it. I hope your Monday went/is going well. I will see you back here on Friday for some writer-related stuff. Thank you for your time.