Struggle And Domination

It's Monday.
Why do Mondays always feel like Mondays?
Fridays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Saturdays, Thursdays and Sundays don't always feel like what they are. Why do Mondays have to be so stubborn?
I'm struggling with my current situation and the promise (threat) of impending change. I'm really tired today, I tossed and turned much of the night, having memories of things I'd rather not, and worrying about things I'd rather not become memories.
My leave form for January is still not signed, and it's already October. I'm not looking forward to paying for this ticket, because prices go up by the day. I turned the form in back in August for the first time.
Today is ten days until I am supposed to be moving. I am not comfortable with this, for a large variety of reasons that need not be addressed here. I can only hope I can settle this in time.
I'm struggling with my mood today, trying to keep my head up, but it is not easy.
I'm grateful to the friends who have been there for me. I see more and more just how lucky I really am.
I'm trying to use the "I'm an a-hole" method of self-control. :-)