It’s a mental health day here at Chateau de Morgan!
That’s right! I pried my hoarding fingers out from around one precious PTO day and am taking some critically necessary down time. So what if my bucket-list, dream vacation to Scotland or Ireland later this year suffers twenty-four hours? At the rate I’m going, I might not make it to the dream vacation if I don’t take a little time off to de-stress.
Seriously. I can hear my hubby and daughters breathing a deep sigh of relief from their bedrooms upstairs. And my door is closed. And the washer’s going.
My dad always told me, “Take the down times when you can get ’em, cause that shit’s not gonna last long.” So, when my calendar showed ZERO meetings for today, I flipped on the Out of Office Email notification and hit the door. Now I’m faced with the most frightening part of my self-indulgent day…
What to do now?
I’m a doer, so my inclination is to cram the day with enough stuff that I’ll have to take another day off just to catch up. Which will, naturally, spawn yet ANOTHER day cram full of stuff. It’s a viscous cycle. (If you think it sounds bad from where you’re sitting…try being the hamster that powers this noggin.)
So far, I’ve lined up a massage, a mani/pedi and a happy hour. I’m sure that’s plenty, but I still want to write. Maybe get a work out in so I can have more drinks at happy hour. Check all the blogs I’ve missed during hell week.
Hang on a minute….
Shit! I need that second day off now.
Does anyone else do this to themselves? Schedule a free day and pack it so full you need another vacation? Or can you flip the relaxation switch pretty easy and just ride the waves as they come?
I’ll let you know how it turns out on Monday. Until then…HAPPY WEEKEND!