A sense of dread and depression after coming back to reality from great weekend away from work. This is the moment when you realize you only have two days to enjoy life per week, if you're lucky.
Usually accompanied by thoughts of or related to "If only I was rich." "Why didn't I invent the pet rock?" "Shamwow, Snuggie? I could have made those."
Related Case of the Mondays PVD
Oh, him? Just another PAWD victim. He'll be fine by Wednesday.