Mondays are the most difficult day of the week. We enjoyed our last two days with family and away from the office (well to the extent that it is possible anyway). We get stressed out thinking about the week of work ahead. We do not want to commute. Our pillow calls out to us to stay put.
All of these feelings occur on a regular basis for anyone who works. Maybe in varying degrees depending on your particular situation, but they are there. Then throw in Daylight Savings Time. This is a miserable concept created just to make people unhappy. My life is not going to change drastically as a result of moving my clock backwards and forwards. But the first two days following the change are miserable. Our son has no clue about Daylight Savings Time and does not adjust accordingly. Thus, he is awake and ready to go and mommy and daddy are struggling to keep up (even more so than usual).
While we were fortunate that he woke up happy and in a good mood, we spent the whole sleep deprived day trying to entertain him. And then to get up and come to work on the second day following Daylight Savings Time. Just pure torture. It's like they say in Office Space, someone has a case of the Mondays. And I most certainly do...