It’s Sunday, which means it’s time for brunch at some awesome “Mom n’ Pop” diner, named after either Mom or Pop, maybe out to an afternoon movie, maybe a trip to the mall for clothes or electronic toys you think you reeeeally need, and then back home for a little rest after your crazy day, some ordered-in Chinese food, and your favorite Sunday night program (RIP Sex and the City and Sopranos) or slip in a Blu-Ray for some high-quality-image movie-watching.
But wait! You haven’t made enough money this week to support your monthly bill habit. It’s nearing the 1st of the month, and you’ve got mortgage/rent coming, your credit card bill, that new health insurance premium now that you quit your job that used to pay for your health insurance premium, and the gas and electric bills that only come once every two months are coming next week – and you’ve been using the AC nonstop, since August is so friggin’ hot. Not to mention the fact that you didn’t eeeexaaaactly work 40 hrs this week (you had to do laundry, have coffee with Steve, clean the fish tank, spend 2 hrs at the Apple store, etc.) People take Sunday off because they’ve worked hard all week. But you’re not so sure how hard you worked eeeexaaaactly. So maybe you can’t afford (and haven’t earned) a Sunday off?
As I sit here working on a Sunday morning, I wonder if I should give myself the day off, because it’s good for me. But my mind inevitably goes to, how good will I think it is for me when the 1st rolls around and we can’t pay our bills? We’ve been getting a little work here and there, but not as much as we need. So today I will take on the attitude that what’s good for me is to keep working, even though it’s Sunday. But I’m not exactly going to turn down brunch with my friends who are coming over in an hour.