Me and my husband were just talking about this. Starting around Tuesday we begin the weekend list. Next weekend we will go camping, bathe the dogs, put new mulch in the backyard, attend so-and-so’s birthday party, and on and on. Then the weekend comes along and before we know it, it’s Sunday 5pm and we have accomplished only a couple of the things planned and we’re looking at each other asking “Where did the weekend go?”. Then that Sunday ick settles in. Today we discussed getting more tasks done during the week so we can spend more of the weekend on guilt-free fun and relaxation. If we are adamant about this, will the Sunday funk still hit? Who knows. But I can say that for us, this feeling boils down to guilt for all of the procrastinating we did.