I don't find bank holidays annoying. I find my attitude annoying. I start with great intentions, end up staying too late on Sunday nights because I can, and then waking up too late. Then thinking "well, I've wasted half the morning now so I may as well stay in bed even longer and watch crap on my phone".
Then I get up and think "well, I've got to have something to eat soon, I've missed breakfast, so I can't think about going out clothes shopping right now."
I have something to eat, then think "oh, I'm full of food, I'll sit down with a cuppa and let my lunch/brunch digest". End up doom scrolling or falling asleep. Then I think "well it's getting late now, shops will be closing soon and I haven't cleaned the bathroom like I was meant to." Wander about the house putting off cleaning the bathroom "because it's a bank holiday and I don't want to waste it cleaning the bathroom!".
And repeat until now.
I haven't done absoLUTELY nothing this weekend. On Saturday and Sunday, I have done a couple of loads of washing, done some cleaning in the kitchen, done a food shop, been to see my mum yesterday.
But I always have plans to be productive with the extra day, deep cleaning everywhere or decluttering or doing n loads of work in the garden and instead I self-sabotage, watching travel vlogs most of the day. At least the result of that is that I think DH and I have decide to plan a bucket list trip to Alaska next year, so not all bad. 😆
Bank holidays are more guilt-inducing when you're middle-aged and no longer filling the day to keep the kids occupied. You feel you deserve to not feel obliged to do anything. So instead you do nothing.