Apparently, I'm getting old. There was a time when I thought Sundays were meant for grinding your butt off, whether it be doing homework or working a job. Now, I like to take it easy on Sundays, without much planning - just visiting the grocery store and letting the rest of the day flow as it goes.
But hey - no! I refuse to believe I'm getting old! I now declare this new lifestyle on Sundays is not due to aging, but due to the fact that I no longer have the need to work or study on Sundays. Because it's not a necessity anymore, I have made it into a luxury. I can just chill.
Not that I'm proud of this, though. I know perfectly well that if this continues, if I keep up the habit of chilling on Sundays, a moment later I'm 60 and spent every single valuable Sunday just doing nothing.
And then it'll be too late to change. A habit stuck so deep is very hard, if not impossible, to turn around.
When I used to associate Sundays to studying and working, I had made it into a habit to study and work. So it didn't feel hard or unnatural in any way. Sundays were my grinding time. It was just a matter of getting used to it; of making it into a habit.
To be honest, I do still work on Sundays - I worked on my day job in the morning and now I'm working on WIP stuff - but it's not as fire-under-my-butt as it used to be. And as Brian Tracy says, you should create a sense of urgency in everything you do. And set deadlines on everything. And so on.
Taking baby steps, I shall begin moving this forming habit of chilling on Sundays around and start at least writing down to-do lists for weekends. I reckon it'll be a nice feeling to get something done - even if it's just an hour of writing, or reaching a milestone on other projects, to start with.
After all, working during the weekend gives you an enormous advantage with respect to those who don't.