In the land of the industrious

Life is hard, especially on Mondays.

No matter how much you enjoy your work, Monday morning is no fun – regardless of how the weekend went, by the way.

If, for once, you have fulfilled your own bourgeois needs and went hiking, in nature or in culture, i.e. in a museum or in the theater, then you ask yourself why you actually put yourself through the narrowness of the office.

Head and body long for the width of the weekend.

The good life, that much is certain, is not the one at the desk.

As is well known, bourgeois life is a lot of illusion.

Nature and culture usually ensure that there was some kind of celebration at the weekend: family, friends or the sheer joy of life.

The Sunday after was already too much.

In English there is the expression Hangxiety: Hangover (hangover) and Anxiety (fear).

If you're just a bit old, you still need Monday to get your head and body back into shape.

So what is it then that draws all the Swabians here in Stuttgart – probably the most bourgeois of all cities – to the office at absurd times, even on Mondays?

Do they fight the Monday blues with self-loathing and sleep deprivation?

Or do they just do absolutely nothing at the weekend?

Whatever the case: As a keen taster, the rules of Swabia don't apply to me.

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Just no calm before the storm

Monday blues really is the wrong word.

Once the working week has started, everything is actually fine again, after all it's fun what you do there.

Sundays tend to be the worst, especially Sunday evenings.

Analogous to the saying that anticipation is the most beautiful joy, the premonitions are piling up that the new week will once again have far too few hours for everything: Parents' meeting in the middle of Monday morning (how do the others always manage?), Dentist's appointment on Tuesday evening ( ouch), one child writes in English on Wednesday (oops, just forgot), the other is ill (call grandma).

The new project needs a lot of attention at work, five appointments for that alone.

The next deadline is approaching in day-to-day business, colleague 1 is on a business trip, colleague 2 is on vacation,

the freelancer has Corona, dozens of emails are piling up on her smartphone.

There's only one thing that helps: turn off your cell phone, turn off the TV.

Just no crime scene-watching ritual, just not resting on Sunday evening!

Jogging, dancing, cleaning the apartment, the main thing is action, and lots of it.

In the end you've achieved something - and you're too exhausted to ponder over the Monday.

nab.