When I was a child, Sundays felt so depressing to me. As an adult, I'm fond of Sundays. I feel like I have more choices on Sundays. I can rest, I can work (at home online), I can do chores - or a mix. I love that no one is likely to call me and bother me on a Sunday. There's a great song - Johnny Cash, "Sunday Morning Coming Down":

"...On a Sunday morning sidewalk,
I'm wishing, Lord, that I was stoned.
'Cause there's something in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone.
And there's nothing short a' dying
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of the sleeping city sidewalk
And Sunday morning coming down."