Weekend Anxiety

I look forward to the weekends all week like any basic B. Friday nights, I dream of my Saturday morning coffee with a book and a blanket. By 10am on Saturday, my anxiety is like YOU DIDN’T INVITE ME AND I’M FAMILY.

I’ll back up by saying many of our weekends lately are relatively plan free. Neither of my kids are in sports right now and we aren’t super busy socially (pandemic quarantines, winter, antisocial living). I realize this might be foreign to many of you with your overbooked weekends. You might be thinking “wow, I wish I had a plan free weekend.” Don’t worry. I find ways to ruin it. I relish a plan free weekend but when it arrives, my skin is crawling. I’ve come up with a few things that help me feel more present when there’s a quiet weekend.

Get rid of my phone: like put it in another room. I will sometimes just straight up delete instagram too because when I do get back to my phone, looking at other people’s weekends makes me feel like shit

Find baking recipes: baking helps my anxiety and sometimes just looking up recipes and giving myself plans of baking I never see through helps me. For you, this could be craft project research or maybe researching a vacation you might not ever take

Check off a little project: this one is pretty hard to get out of my own way for sometimes but little projects like hanging a single piece of art can sometimes change my whole mood. I like a project I can see through to completion. Huge projects are amazing but when the mess is still around Monday morning, my anxiety doesn’t like that either

Open the nice wine: by this I mean let myself have something extra special I wouldn’t during the week. Adding chocolate to my latte or opening that $40 bottle of wine I’ve been saving can make things feel special

Exercise: I don’t actually want to talk about it because I can’t get myself to do it lately.

Take my rescue medication: it works.

My Sunday scaries are still my worst enemy. They have been since childhood. But if I make myself do a few of these things, I will feel a bit better.

xox,

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