July 13, Redwood City, CA: I got pretty excited about a project that is kicking of at work. Its not quite the same as some of the stuff I did a few years ago, when I had free reign to create something that hadn’t been done before, but it did remind me of those days. In the middle of today’s offsite, I was daydreaming about working with that 3-person team and what we were able to accomplish. It isn’t clear that I couldn’t have that type of experience again. But its not clear that I could, either. Why is it that a great weekend seems rarely followed by a feeling of refreshment on Monday? I think I hear people say, “I had a great weekend. Too bad it had to end” much more often than I hear, “I had a great weekend, and I feel recharged and ready for the week.” Does having a great time on the two days you have off actually make work even more unpalatable? Would we feel better about Monday mornings if our weekends we consistently mediocre? It sounds sad when I read it. And very negative, actually.