Fin de Semana

As the weekend rolls in I sit here (at work) and wonder why is it that no matter what you do for a living you always wait anxiously for the weekend.
I must admit I don not mind my job. In fact I get a lot of satisfaction from it, but the week can't end fast enough. I wonder are there ANY jobs at all when that doesn't happen? When your job is so exciting and entertaining that you don't need a break from it because it becomes your life? Does the dream job exist? I doubt it, but isn't it sad to live our lives waiting for something else to come along. We spend so many hours of our lives at work that it would make sense that we enjoyed it without reservation, that we will do it even if we didn't have to. There are so many factors though that influence how one feels at work and sometimes it has nothing to do with the work itself. You can love what you do, but you can hate your office or your coworkers, or your boss and then that thing you initially loved, gets corrupted and becomes tedious and even hateful. What to do? Try to enjoy the time spent at work more? How? Us, humans, as social beings suck. We don't help each other, we stand in each other's way.