It’s Sunday night. You’re on your porch, sofa, couch, deck, etc. Tomorrow’s Monday. And you think, oh God, tomorrow’s Monday.
Then you remember that you do not have to “work” tomorrow. You don’t have to “work” because you are doing what you love and tomorrow, Monday, is just another day in heaven.
I was blessed to speak on the same stage with Sir Richard Branson a few years ago. Because I was one of the speakers, I was allowed some private time with him. So, I asked him if he considered what he did “work”.
He smiled that Hollywood smile he has and said, “Tom, I love what I do. If I told you I played 14 hours a day, what would you think of me.”
I said I’d think he was just another spoiled millionaire. He said, “that’s how I feel. I feel like I am able to play every day.”
Mondays to Sir Richard Branson do not mean the same thing as it does to the rest of us. Almost everyone has the same reaction on Sunday nights. They regret that the weekend is ending.
The key to happiness, true happiness, is doing what you love. Sundays, Mondays, they become irrelevant when you love what you do.
When you love what you do, every day is Friday.