Not even work.
Back when I didn't have a ticket yet, I told my boss that I'd be back at work by next week.
But I came back early. And I guess have decided to take this time to myself. Despite being away from work for 3 of the past 4 months, I just can't face going back right away.
Last year, I worked myself non stop January to mid-September, preparing for a conference in the beginning of Sept. I had a week and a half of whirlwind travel around Italia (yay) and then went home to the US to help out my parents. My dad was so sick that I ended up staying an extra month at home (while getting all of my work done from the US, of course). I came back to NZ in mid-November to find new flatmates and get some of my PhD labwork done, and then went back to the US to help out my family again over the holidays. I have just returned back to NZ for the foreseeable future, which involves an intense stretch of PhD work over the next few months to a year.
I am...exhausted.
I know I have buttloads of PhD labwork and other work to get started on, and I know I should be working, and shouldn't take even more time off than I have already, but I ...am anyway.
I'm sorry, work. I'm sorry, future self who will undoubtedly be making up for me slacking this week.
Instead, I've taken this time to focus on myself. Practicing my Duolingo Spanish, stretching every day, doing my Down Dog yoga app and a few body weight exercises, cooking healthy meals, meditating, wasting time on frivolous TV shows, cleaning up my credit report, using my new posture trainer, planning my days, getting massages, pedicures, waxes/tints, and haircuts, taking long baths, reading books, skyping friends, gardening, and going to free concerts by the NZ opera sponsored by Auckland Council (that was really wonderful, by the way!), amongst other cleaning-house, laundry, organisational chores and unstructured leisure time activities.
It is utter and complete bliss. A glorious mixture of selfish unstructured and indulgent me time + responsible adult self care time and long-term rewarding activities. As much as I love my job and the sense of purpose and accomplishment and structure it gives me, it's too much sometimes. Coupled with taking care of my family so intensely (even if dad is doing much better!), it becomes unbearable.
I guess this is the vacation away from my vacation. On the docket for the rest of this week:
- a much needed haircut
- a bike ride on Auckland's 'new' bike trails (they opened several years ago, I just haven't had time to enjoy them yet)
- walks in the sunshine
- some shopping
- house cleaning
- meal planning and cooking
- catching up on my favorite podcasts
- lots of exercises
- another massage
- more gardening
- a look into social exercise classes/research into options
- more espanol!
- a continuation of my healthy sleep schedule
- reading on the beach
- maybe paddleboarding
- drinks with friends in the sunshine (after I start telling people I'm back; maybe Friday afternoon? :))