Why your Sunday dread matters

The Simplicity Protocol Issue 2

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For the first time in years, the Sunday scaries came back.

The mild form: hoping the internet would go down so I wouldn't have to work Monday. Wishing for some existential threat to intervene and rescue me from the morning ahead.

By Sunday night, I had a knot in my stomach. Tightness in my throat. A crankiness that settled in and didn't lift until Tuesday.

I'd taken on the client opportunistically. Good money. Work I knew I could do. And… early morning leadership calls that fell right when I'd normally be walking Pierce to school.

Here’s the kicker: I'm trained to recognize these patterns. I help other people navigate this exact territory. But I still fell into it. We all get in our own way sometimes.