Melancholy

I hate that person in Office Space that says "Looks like someone's got a case of the Mondays!" That being said, I would be surprised if I escaped such a comment today. For some reason, I have this feeling of melancholy I can't shake. I just don't want to be at work. I don't want to be here even a little bit. The whole day seems like it is going to be full of things I don't want to do. I have to go to that weight training class after work, and last week that class kicked my ass so hard that I was limping for days. Then I have to go to pizza night, and it has been so nice not going the last few weeks that I don't want to start again. The only reason I am going is because in trying to schedule a fun wii evening with my brothers, I realized that with our crazy schedules Monday is the only night we have to hang out. I miss my brothers. I'm not really missing my mom too much at this point. Which makes me sad on a whole other level. I also feel like these are going to be some of the last pizza nights with my grandparents, and I don't want to feel like I didn't do everything possible to soak up the last times we have together. I know my mom is going to feel like she has the power and control to once again steal my Monday evenings, but the reason for my return has everything to do with everyone else there and nothing to do with her.