I took this week off!
It would be a lie to say that I didn’t half-plan, half-expect my “week off” to be spent roughly as productive/engaged as my weeks on. “It’s really not about the work itself,” I found myself telling myself (and others). “I honestly think what I really want is five days to sleep in, make breakfast, go for a nice walk, and then spend four or five hours in flow.”
I planned on writing a good amount, too, and catching up on some reading — really spending the time intentionally. Days without agendas and calendar events are gifts, after all, and I wanted to take full advantage.
I didn’t do any of this, of course. It would be a lie to say that I heeded the counsel of my partner (who told me to ban myself from the office); it would be a lie to say that I decided to be judicious and give myself a little bit of digital detox, as a treat, to try and recalibrate.
The truth is more boring: I could barely muster the energy to do anything at all. I didn’t realize how much I needed a break! I’ve slept around nine hours each night; I’ve played Switch until around 10am, logged some particularly half-assed workouts, had a bottle of La Fin Du Monde, and ignored my phone and the wider world with the exception of checking my work inboxes 1 every morning. 2
It’s Friday afternoon, and I’ve been pretty happy this week. I puttered around with some home cleaning; I messed around a bit with my personal web page, like adding a list of “current media” to the home page and worked on content detail pages a bit; I’ve spent maybe three hours total of brainwaves on Buttondown.
“Pretty happy”, I emphasize. I have never been a huge vacation person, and this feels less gratifying as it feels necessary — a bit of mental rehab that I wasn’t quite aware I needed.
It will not surprise you that on today, the last day of my sojourn, I am getting a bit antsy. I have dutifully resisted the urge to check Work Slack, which at the time of this writing is sitting at 54 notifications, but my patience is wearing thin. I am starting to plan about the next workstream for internationalization in Buttondown, but even now — after four days of rest and unproductive redoubt — I can’t quite muster the energy for it.
I didn’t realize how much I craved a bit of brain-lamination time until I seized it, and I recommend doing the same.