spend whole week looking forward to the weekend, then it gets here.

I am always looking forward to the weekend like most people who work a normal work week do. But once it arrives, I am usually disappointed. I've been doing
Better at making reasonable expectations for getting chores done. But I always feel like I didn't enjoy it enough. I feel like I didn't spend enough time with my baby, and just that it goes by so fast even though I'm not enjoying t that much. And then Sunday comes and I look back with regret that I didn't have better control of my mental health, I didn't have more fun or spend more time with my family. I look forward to it all week, then it's over, and why didn't I enjoy it? What in the hell is wrong with my brain?

right there with you ... I live for the weekend ... but today .. spent a good part of it in bed ... now it's sunday and downhill slide ... if you find an answer please tell me ...

Sometimes, it can feel like every new day isn't really all that new.

I feel the same way! I'm never satisfied with my weekends.. perhaps because I don't really do anything noteworthy.

I very rarely do anything at the weekend. But I try not to let that get to me. Instead I just try to use the time off work to relax. Maybe I have just got too used to not doing anything, but I don't seem to mind that I waste my weekend with netflix as company and entertainment...