For several years I've noticed that Sunday evenings feel a little rough. I get crabby and tend to react more negatively to those I love. I have a general stabby feeling that spinning or weaving doesn't soothe.
Sunday evening comes before Monday and Monday morning can be the rockiest bit of my work week.
Then again, it is really all in my perspective.
The past week presented some challenges, at least one of which was significantly daunting.