Dread of Sunday Night Even Afflicts People Who Like Their Work (via kottke)

To this day, Prof. Weintraub tries to squeeze as much weekend out of the weekend as he can. “I know if I sleep, the next thing I know I’ll wake up and it will be Monday,” he says. His favorite night of the week isn’t Friday but Thursday, because then he can still anticipate the weekend before the clock has started running on it. Come to think of it, he says, his Sunday nights really begin on Saturday, when he realizes the weekend is half over and the workweek is looming.

I get the Sunday Night Dreads, too. My favorite night of the week by far is Friday; when I was a kid, Friday after school was when I’d walk to the comic book store and pick up the new reads, and Friday night my parents would watch “Dallas” and “Falcon Crest.” (I soon got into “Falcon Crest” myself.) Today, Friday nights are just as enjoyable.

Matt’s and my weekends have been pretty boring lately. (Well, last weekend was busier, actually, and so will the upcoming one.) Our weeknights have been so busy with rehearsal, theater, trivia, etc., that we’ve just vegged on the weekend afternoons. I don’t like it, though – I always feel like I want to be out doing something, although I never seem to know what (and we’re in New York City!), while Matt’s content to just relax. Like the professor quoted above, I try to “squeeze as much weekend out of the weekend” as I can.

It would be so much cooler if we worked for two days and then relaxed for five.