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In the meantime: Greetings from one of my best friend’s house across the country. I’ve started the “goodbye” rounds as I prepare to move overseas in three weeks. Moved completely out of my solo abode, I am now at the mercy of gracious hosts and guest/baby/office accommodations. Being in the presence of my beloved inner circle, I feel unfurled a little. Jostled out of my routine, I am 80% the vacay K. For the most part I allow myself to trust that my inclinations are valid. And somehow, I don’t have to be productive—the self-monitoring monster slumbers. It is a relief to experience this version of myself from time to time, just to periodically re-familiarize myself that the world doesn’t end when I am off duty…….
For the most part. The battle of the long-standing habit of needing to “earn it” persists. I have to constantly breathe myself back into the moment….Since I am out of a routine, my blog might be a little happenstance, and I’ve asked some fellow bloggers to share with me…starting with Blue Eyed Heart, who shared on how she strives to rest and relax on vacation:
On a recent vacation, the weather made it sort of necessary for me to stay cooped up in my hotel room. For pretty much an entire day. I think I may have watched more TV then I have in my entire life combined. Granted, this doesn’t amount to much, but it left me feeling glassy-eyed and vacant-headed… and like I was becoming one with the pillows on the chair! I was meant to be relaxing on this vacation, but relaxation is apparently not something I can do. I always end up feeling lazy instead… which is silly, I guess, since everyone needs to recharge their batteries once in a while. It’s just that the concept of sitting still and not doing anything is so foreign to me; I kind of feel like I need to be accomplishing something “useful” every second of every day in order to justify my existence on this planet. Or some such nonsense.
Clearly, I am a very black-and-white person. Chilling out on vacation is not a bad thing; that’s the whole point of a vacation, isn’t it? But it’s so ingrained in me from my “regular life” that I need to be doingdoingdoing all the time, that I can’t separate that part of me for long enough to actually just r-e-l-a-x. I am horrified at being viewed as “lazy,” even if only by myself. Yet I also recognize that this is probably not entirely normal, and so I set about attempting to teach myself a lesson. Armed with nothing but an MP3 player, the next day I ventured out into the sunshine and parked myself on a beach chair. I reclined it, turned up the music, and stubbornly closed my eyes. They were meant to remain closed for two entire hours. While that didn’t exactly happen, I did make it to twenty minutes before I just had to look at my watch. Minor progress!
No progress in Minor, I say! Do have trouble feeling “lazy” and being on vacation???