A Practice in Balance
As much as I love this place, I didn’t want anything to do with it this past weekend. I didn’t even want to say its name.
I’ve been working a lot lately, which has been great, but even (especially) when you love your job, you don’t often realize how much energy you expend while working your butt off. The last few weeks, I’ve worked week days — some 12 hour days — then I worked a day or both weekend days. It was too much. It’s a recipe for burn out. So though I really wanted to attend the Knot Out Seminar, I told Kenny I just couldn’t. I envisioned a scenario of me snapping mentally during the event, which would then end with me in handcuffs and a mobility tool logged in someone. I was at my brink. Lovingly Kenny said, “I hear you. Have a great weekend.”
Man, did I. I did exactly everything I wanted: I strolled around after my spin class without any where to go, I saw an art installation I was dying to see, I ate good food, I got a massage, I took two naps, I read, the girls and I made home dance videos, I had a date night, I saw a movie … basically I chilled hard with the people I love and like the most. It was exactly what I needed.
A lot of us are on important missions, work-wise and hobby-wise. We work hard, we play hard. I offer that you guys chill hard a little more often. Balance is the great equalizer. And suddenly, my everyday jammed schedule became possible again after a little restoration.
6 on the 6:00
And Coming Wednesday