Saturday, February 16, 2008

Sundays

As I write it is Saturday night. When we lived in the States, Sunday was a day off. I used to dream about being in Israel where Sunday is like Monday in the States. It is the start of the workweek. Here in Israel, it is a work and school day, there is mail and it feels like a Monday.
The only way that I still know it is Sunday is when communicating with anyone for anything in the States.
When my older girls, now 18 and 15 were then, little and Sunday meant a day of trying to keep them busy and many times bored fighting, I used to dream of being here and having them in school during the day(and hubbie at work!). Well, there is an old expression--be careful what you ask for, you just might get it!
The truth is, I like that mail is available on Sunday. Many times I like that just after a nice Shabbat, there is work and school the next day. But once in a while, I dare to dream that for no other reason than it is Sunday, to have a free day to just go out for the day with my family.
Now, because we don't have those regular free days, once a week, we appreciate that space of time and we do tend to use it.
When we were first living here, I used to get mixed up all the time between Sunday and Mondays and Mondays and Tuesdays. I made appointments for Sunday and marked them as Monday and when we would get notes from the schools that things were on the second day of the week(the names of the days of the week here are Sunday--"day one", Monday "day two") and I would inevitably mark my calendar for Tues. (day 3).
Eventually, you start to double check and usually, although, not entirely, you get used to it.
Sunday does FEEL like Monday to me now. The weeks seem to actually go faster too.
But, then, the truth is, THAT is probably nothing to do with Sundays, except for how many of them have passed since we came.....

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

After spending two years living in Israel, I became accustmed to Sunday feeling like Monday. At first it was hard, I would always call the states and wake up my family members forgetting that Sunday over there is a day off :) and I would always dream about having the day off instead of being rushed straight into the week. I am now currently back in the states and am trying to get used to Sunday here, and I'm finding it extremely hard. I feel restless and idle, as if I'm wasting the day, and I find myself wishing that I could go back to the way Sundays were in Israel. I guess the grass always looks greener on the other side :)