Tomorrow I head with my kiddo away from the computer into our first vacation together in 5 years, and my first more than 24 consecutive hours off work.
I know I am not alone. Vacations barely exist anymore. Among those of us with jobs, 60 hours has become the new 40. Wages most places have remained the same over the past 15 years while cost of living has doubled in many areas. We either piece together a patchwork of 2-3 PT jobs, we build our own projects with income streams, or do as much overtime as possibly allowed in FT employment.
I am fortunate to have been able to work from home all my years as a single parent. . . other than a brief stint attempting a total of 4 jobs (3 out of house jobs and 1 at-home medical transcription).
But now comes a week I have been working toward 7 days a week since January – a trip to my former college to show my daughter (ranked #5 in the US of most beautiful campuses) – and then down the coast.
I know my desk-sitting body will rebel as I attempt to do 2 miles of a steep 12-mile trail I traversed many times in college 25 years ago. But if I can convince my daughter to join me to see the most beautiful view anywhere, with bribery of cheese at Tillamook Dairy (mecca!), my few days of rebooting my senses and mind as a human being unattached to a computer screen will be nirvana.
In order to illustrate how important this week is to me, I spent $200 on medications to ensure my severe allergies to everything with animal dander and most nuts (not people, the ones that grow on trees) do not force me to spend my time off in a hospital ER. And I got my car tuned up for the road, brakes realigned.
Weather forecast is for fog, but I can tell you as long as I am not straining my fingers typing, not buzzing my ears with doctor speak, and not burning my dry eyes at a computer screen, moments of bliss will abound!
Those who dwell among the beauties and mysteries of the earth are never alone or weary of life. ~ Rachel Carson