5 < 2. Why The Math Ain’t Mathin’

5 is greater than 2. It always has been. Basic math, right?

But then explain this: Why do 5 workdays feel like they barely match up to the joy of 2 days off? No, its actually—a day and a half, because Sunday comes with a dash of "oh god, here comes another Monday."

So, really, it is 5 < 2.

Anyway, logic aside, let’s take a moment to raise a glass (or a cold coffee) to all of us who survived yet another episode of the corporate sitcom we call "work." 

Because guess what? We’ve reached Friday

It's like the corporate version of sunlight after a long winter. The day where even your manager becomes 12% more human. The day where you can finally play your "Weekend Vibes" playlist and not drown in unchecked tasks from last week and follow-up emails you’ve emotionally divorced from. 

But here I am—writing a blog. On a weekend. Not because I have to, but because my brain decided to trauma-dump into words. 

Not even for content. Not for reach (as if I have any). Just… to process.

 

The Emotional Paralysis

You know what sucks?

It’s almost the weekend, but I can’t stop thinking about that one presentation I didn’t work on today.

Now it’s haunting me after work hours, whispering, "Hey, maybe do it now?" like some annoying little productivity ghost.

But you know what? It’s not even about the presentation. It’s the principle (or maybe just the IDGAF version of me) yelling:

I’m tired.

Spiritually, emotionally, organizationally tired. I’ve spent 46 hours & 20 minutes 👀this week being a keyboard warrior for corporate goals I don't even remember signing up for.

Why can’t my brain just... switch off?

Maybe it's because those five days of work take so much out of me. By Friday, I'm running on empty. Don't you feel the same way? 

When To-Do List is a Horror Franchise

What started as a clean Monday task list has now become something out of a psycho thriller. It’s giving:

• The Task Reawakening

• To-Do: The Return of Things You Forgot Existed

• Subtask: Resurrection

• And my personal favorite: The Unread Inboxes 

I cross one thing off, and boom! Two more rise in its place. People love to say “just prioritize” as if that’s not what I’ve been trying to do throughout the week. 

Bro, I’ve “prioritized” myself into exhaustion! 

Some people say burnout is just being tired. Nah. Burnout is when you're typing with your pinky finger because the rest of them starts malfunctioning. Burnout is knowing your work status is "Active" but your soul says "Do Not Disturb" or "Away, Far away." 

If You’re Reading This While Avoiding Work...

…then I hope this makes you feel less alone.

This isn’t about hating work. It's about being exhausted by the pace of it. The performance of it. The expectation that we can give 40+ hours of output, yet somehow stay creative, focused, organized, communicative—and still make time for ourselves after hours. 

So, what can we do? 

Well, let's switch your to-do list to a "Me-time list." 

Instead of ticking off tasks for work, tick off small wins for you. That could be doing a self-care routine, reorganizing your phone’s photo album, baking cookies, or just binge-watching a 6 hours online course you've been planning to learn.

You’re still being productive- just not for capitalism this time.

What I Think I’ll Do to Get Out of This

No big plans here. I’m not going on a weekend retreat and journaling in a $40 notebook while sipping oat milk lattes in Bali (though I wish I could).

But here’s what might actually save me (and maybe you too):

• Sitting on a balcony with music and zero agenda.

• Catching up on comfort YouTube channels while eating my favorite pastry.

• Taking a long, unnecessary shower just because the water pressure feels like therapy. 

• Might not put my phone on DND, but will put my mind on airplane mode for sure.

• Rewatching a series I’ve seen 6 times already. (Yes, I love K-dramas. No, I won’t get bored.)

No spending, no pressure, maybe a bit of self-care. Just stillness. Me, being myself again.

Let Math Do Its Thing — You Do Yours

So yeah, maybe 5 < 2. Maybe it really does feel like we give five days of energy and only get two days to stitch ourselves back together.

But we don’t need to solve that equation right now.

We just need to make it through today. 

And maybe that’s why I’ll work on that Presentation… eventually (and by that, I mean on Monday).

But first, I’m gonna close my laptop, exhale loudly for no reason, and let the weekend start—even if it’s just in my mind for now.