Monday

I work 7 days a week and I don’t have this problem.

(Jokes, I do, but I like both my week job and my weekend job)

Sounds like your subconscious is not satisfied with the activities you’re up to on the weekend. Maybe you could do something g that’s more meaningful and you’ll be more engaged and therefore less distracted by the clock, which is a fairly boring thing.

Try waking up early, as if you have work or school, and starting the day with exercise and food. It’s a great way to make the day seem longer.

Quit your job.

Though this solution will cause other problems, you probably won’t care about how many hours are left in the weekend anymore.

I would find out the ‘true’ reason why you feel this anxiety.

You say its because of min-maxing, but why do you want to do this? Do you have a lot of activities that you do on the weekend, do you feel rushed, do you feel a lack of control, etc.?

We all have this anxiety in life, some longer than others. For me, I felt like I had little control of my life, so I focused on that and now I feel fine of the weekends. Of course I want them longer, but I manage.

Also, try deliberately ‘living in the moment’ more actively. Go outside and take a 15 min walk. What do you notice in the walk? How is the weather? Did you neighbor finally clean up that trash on the side of his door? Is the park busy? etc. During your walk act like a detective and soak in all the activities and information around you.

Might help you ‘feel more grounded’.

Make every day count

Slipping into a nice K-hole.

I have the opposite problem. I sit down Friday evening, and before I know it, it’s Sunday night.

I would say meditation could be helpful. Being present in the moment instead of looking forward prevents that creeping dread. Likewise planning things you want to do like hanging out with friends, going to shows/movies, and group activities will probably have you focused on those on those instead of starting your week

I do but I’m not sure what to do about it. My parents had a birthday party for my brother yesterday and told me to be there at 11. No one else showed up til 3 so I ended up cutting my workout short to make it on time and then wasting 4 hours watching cable news with them. I was really fucking POed all night and no one could understand why. I only have 2 days off a week and you just wasted one of them assholes.

Choose something else to worry about.

For example: I worry about the ever-decreasing time limit on life: Death

Problem solved, now I have a new problem.

🙃

Anti-anxiety medication

I don’t have an answer for you, but I can absolutely relate. Some people say something like “find a job you love, and you’ll never work a day in your life.” But for me, it doesn’t work that way. I like my job, have awesome coworkers, and always look forward to the next week. But obviously I’d still rather be doing things I enjoy more. You know, playing that latest video game, finally finishing the Lego set I bought three months ago, hanging out with friends, etc. Two days out of seven just isn’t enough time to do all that, which leads to anxiety about optimizing the little time I have.

One thing that has helped me somewhat (and I know I’m very privileged to be able to do this) is taking every other Friday off. A two-day weekend versus a three-day weekend makes a huge difference for me. I’m actually considering switching to having every Friday off. But then ofc, there might be the dilemma of having the time to do the things I enjoy but not enough money for them :(

The irony of pointing this out when there is literally one less hour of the weekend this weekend…

quit your job and chill for 2 years and discover a new type of depression