Sunday Funday

Why does Sunday suck so bad. It seems that this day is just turning into the day before work, not another day of the weekend. It is definitely time to take inventory on what this job means to me, what it provides me besides a check, and what opportunity for growth do I have in it. Can I become what I want to be here or am I just going through motions to make cash and provide. That may be enough for now, but not forever. All I want is a small cabin on a nice piece of land with a garden and a few animals... That's it, not that Taj or a castle, just a little piece of the pie. I happily see myself working away in the dirt and feeding a cow or a pig or two. I want to be closer to self sustenance, I want to rely on myself more and others less. I want simple. This is my wish, which I hope to turn into fact before too long.