Perhaps I'm going about this "vacation" thing the wrong way. I caught myself yesterday thinking that I really wanted to have something to "show" for the time spent at home, like I needed a receipt to prove I did something while I was off of work. Then I started to think about all the times I've reminded those close to me, especially my work family, how important the process is rather than the product.
Vacation should be more of a state of mind than a product. Sure, I won't end my 2 weeks with a tan (though the Midwest has had stranger weather patterns) and maybe I won't write the next great American novel, but what's important is that I allow myself the time to decompress and find my inner peace. I have a suspicion that my desk and inbox will look scary upon return and for me, it's most important that I be prepared to tackle the challenges with a more relaxed mind frame.
So I guess I'm pretty lucky that I didn't get a single phone call yesterday and that no one needed me. I'll admit, I was pretty bored and did a lot of random cleaning. But maybe that cleared the way for me to be a truly lazy pile today and be struck by inspiration.
Who cares?
I can just keep sipping coffee until something amazing happens (or until it's time to crack a beer).
Stay classy my friends.
xoxo,
Mrs. Porch
Vacation should be more of a state of mind than a product. Sure, I won't end my 2 weeks with a tan (though the Midwest has had stranger weather patterns) and maybe I won't write the next great American novel, but what's important is that I allow myself the time to decompress and find my inner peace. I have a suspicion that my desk and inbox will look scary upon return and for me, it's most important that I be prepared to tackle the challenges with a more relaxed mind frame.
So I guess I'm pretty lucky that I didn't get a single phone call yesterday and that no one needed me. I'll admit, I was pretty bored and did a lot of random cleaning. But maybe that cleared the way for me to be a truly lazy pile today and be struck by inspiration.
Who cares?
I can just keep sipping coffee until something amazing happens (or until it's time to crack a beer).
Stay classy my friends.
xoxo,
Mrs. Porch
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