I’m taking off the entire week last week of December through January 1.
I can’t wait! I think I’ve only done one other full-week-off as a working adult – perhaps for me this sort of end-of-year pause is a once a decade event.
Or something.
The last time I took the holiday week off, I did it because The Boy’s company closed for the week and I wanted to spend the time with him. I was also deep into a career reevaluation phase and wanted to step away from my responsibilities so I could better consider what I really wanted to do as a grown-up.
It’s important to ask yourself those questions when you’re in your late 30’s.
Now I’m in my early 40’s and I’m taking another week off. This time it’s not a career reevaluation. (Thank goodness! I love where I am and know it’s where I’m supposed to be.)
This year, I need a sabbatical.
We’ve have completed 2014 planning for work and I finally have my email inbox down to a manageable level. I’ve finished teaching a class outside of work and have absolutely nothing that I have to do.
It’s a sabbatical. A rest from work, a time of refreshment.
I need it.
I don’t know quite what the next 12 days will look like, but I hope that it will be a lot less “computer screen” and a whole lot more “face time” with friends and family.