Ah, Sundays, how I hate thee

I have never liked Sundays. As a kid, it seemed to be the day before execution, desperately hoping to feel sick so I wouldn't have to go to school the next day. When I was working for the government, it was even worse. 

Now I am working for myself, I had hoped there would be a regaining of the day. There isn't. Even with the world operating normally, there is still a feel of crapness about Sunday that I cannot shake. Hell would be a week of Sundays, being forced to watch Everton.

Thank God for The-Ev, though. They can transform mundane to tolerable. Wondering how they are going to screw things up for themselves and lose is now a weekly ritual. Never change.