It occurred to me, reading around in the blog world last week and sighing wistfully over multiple accounts of luscious and relaxing holidays, that I haven’t had a holiday myself since, well, since I don’t know when. Earlier in the year the work was going well, and I wasn’t interested in going anywhere. Then I had my health scare and, whilst I achieved absolutely zero for those six weeks, it wasn’t exactly like being on holiday, either. Ever since, mindful of how far behind I’ve fallen in my own schedules, I’ve been struggling to get back on top of work, but to not much avail. And then, over the course of this past weekend which we spent on a family visit that could have gone better, frankly, I realised that I was stale and jaded and in need of some time out. I couldn’t sleep one night and as I lay listening to the clock chime its way through the small hours I found great comfort in planning future holidays we might take, laid-back, pottering type holidays that include poking around interesting shops and cooking creative meals in under-equipped holiday house kitchens. It’s as close to adventure as I really want to get.
So I’ve decided to take the rest of the week off as far as possible. I’m going to ignore the email and anything that looks remotely like work. That means no blogging, too. I’m torn about this poor old blog which looks a bit sickly to me lately. I have a terrible inclination to abandon things that are going quietly downhill; slow deterioration always looks painful to me. Returning to the university in October is going to mean a lot more work and a lot less time. But whilst I think I would be sorry to miss the outlet of writing here, I know for sure I couldn’t do without the contact with my blogging friends. I feel I ought to be sensible and commit to posting once a week when I return, but I hesitate also to put a rule in place when blogging is such a spontaneous thing. Well, we’ll see how it goes, I guess. It could just be a reflection of the general weariness I feel at the moment that will lift when I’ve had a bit of spaciousness.
So, I’m going to put my feet up, inbetween taking my son to the dentist and preparing him to go back to school and try not to worry about a thing – the best holiday of all! Have a great week of reading (or indeed whatever you are doing) and I’ll see you when I get back.