Well look who made it.  Monday is done, the torture of the first return to a haunting place that you've been far too many times. And despite the heaviness in your limbs when dragging yourself there, you survived and got through that day. A feeling of triumph washes over you,.  Then you realize, that despite surviving the unpleasantries of the day before, you are still much closer to the beginning of your troubles than then end, and you're also farther removed from the joy of the weekend past. Tuesday is like escaping a bully, only to realize he'll be at your house when you get home.