And while I’m fairly relaxed and enjoying doing quite a lot of nothing, I still can’t really disconnect – keep thinking about the work waiting for me when I get back, and there is going to be a lot of it on all fronts, personal and professional.
I know I should just LET IT THE FUCK GO, as I am insanely lucky to have a job that gives me enough PTO to take over a week off at a time and pays enough to actually get out of town for that time. (I am partially blaming the last minute change in venue, I’m still a bit off kilter over it.). But my stress levels are still far too high for being at the beach with ready access to good food, the ocean, iced coffees, and covered porches.
One of my coworkers says you really need two weeks solid off from this job – she’s probably right. Maybe next year I’ll take the whole week off before the trip rather than just two days. We’ll see. (Maybe I’ll win the lottery and it will be a non-issue, LOL.).
The challenge is in getting everything OFF your plate before leaving – this year I had an odd confluence of events that resulted in my taking time off the last week of June, which was great, but the week leading up to it was BRUTAL and I simply could not get everything done and ended up taking work with me. I’ve got my work laptop here again, ugh.
I’m mainly just logging in to delete emails so Outlook doesn’t crash on Monday morning. (I get on average 50 a day. Between midday Thursday and close of business Friday, I had 94, of which I kept ONE. It’s ridiculous.) But I’m also perpetually on the lookout for something getting escalated or a client reopening a closed ticket and then getting mad because I’m not responding, or ending up on the “case hasn’t been updated in X days” list despite the fact I’ve told the client I’ll be out and will pick back up when I return and they’re fine with it.
(The “reopen a closed ticket” bit did happen on Thursday morning – it was sheer luck that I was online and happened to see it and got it reassigned.)
Next year I will do a better job of abandoning all work related nonsense before vacation. (It wasn’t this bad the past two years and I can’t put my finger on what has changed, other than I think our staffing levels are woefully inadequate, but management thinks otherwise.)
Now I need to stop and think about the important things. Like, what is for lunch.
Hey, here are some sunbathing turtles who live at the coffee shop!
Sunbathing turtles at Duck’s Cottage