But over the past year or so, I've slowly became, well, normal. The average person who spends the last half of their Sunday dreading the next day. Monday.
How did this happen? Why did I allow this to happen? Most importantly, what am I going to do to correct this?
The only difference between a good day and a bad day is your attitude."
I allowed others to change my attitude towards my work. That was a mistake I need to correct. I like what I do for a living. I should look forward to working everyday. Otherwise I'm wasting my time not doing what I want to do.