Since we are entering the back-to-school zone (we teach the kids under our own roof...or whatever roof we happen to be under at the time), I took the week off work to ease into our fall routine. It's been nice to have fewer expectations on me, but wow...fewer expectations on me! Turns out, I'm absolutely hopeless when my time isn't accounted for.
What a week off looks like in Sarah-land
- Wishing there were more subjects to teach...is the school day over already?
- Eating lots of toast
- Reading way too many blogs
- Trying to check email/social media only every three hours, and giving myself the shakes in the process (who needs withdrawal symptoms when you've got an intravenous drip of notifications at your disposal?)
- Wondering how I drained my iPad battery that quickly; must be a malfunction
- Making a list of things I like to do as much as I like working. It is a very short list, and it includes educating my kids. Which I already did. And hanging out with John, who will be home in only 6 hours, 13 minutes.
- Making a list of foods to eat next week when I will be working again.
- Being sad that I didn't order a stack of books on amazon for this occasion. Next time.
- Thinking of new hobbies, but none of them sound as fun as work
- Grateful for the angst that makes me appreciate my work even more when I get back to it
I love that I get to do work that makes me so happy (the reason my August sucked was all personal-related, not work-related). But now I know that the next time I take a week off, I better have something at least as interesting as work planned.