A harsh realization I had this week is how much I live for the weekend.
Two days of no work and instead time for myself, where I am jamming everything into 48 hours. Socializing, errands, cleaning, trying to get everything ready for the following week.
And then sometimes I like to have a day, mostly Sundays, where I relax and do nothing. So that leaves me with 24 hours. But then I need to sleep, so that leaves me with what, 10-12 hours?? (Can you see I’m spiraling.)
So, when you put it in that perspective, that’s not living.
I get it, some people love their jobs, but most of us don’t. We always go through the motions Monday through Friday. Counting down to those 48 hours.
Is there a solution to this problem? I don’t know. Because the answer is not a one-size-fits-all. What I can do is give recommendations to make the week almost as fun as the weekend.
Run your errands on a weeknight like Thursday. So, you don’t have to take time out of your weekend to do it. Go to the movies. (Remember $5 Tuesdays? Do they still do that?) Order in or get takeout. Find a new hobby, take an online class, work out.
To be honest, I don’t know how to make the weekdays fun. This was also the worst timing for this post, considering 5 P.M looks like 11 P.M.
I guess the point I’m trying to make is that we should stop working for the weekends and make every day the best we can.
On a different note, I want to thank you to everyone who commented on my last post. It truly means a lot to me! The reason I keep this blog going is because of the wonderful community it comes with.
Thanks for reading!