Showing posts with label Time Off. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Time Off. Show all posts

Monday, April 23, 2012

I’ll Take That to Go…Please…


Wow…Spring Break is over…it’s back to work…and…I must admit…I’m not ready…even though…we’ll be out for summer in only five weeks…I want more time off…now…
I know…I’m acting like a baby…I should be grateful to have the summer off…should be willing to work these last weeks…without complaining…just to get there…and…of course…I am…I do enjoy my job…
It’s just…I had so much planned for this week…and…most of it…never happened…now…I will add…that after my trip to my daughter’s house…I really only had one extra day off…and…honestly…that day…I was a bit jet lagged…it was an hour and a half flight after all…but in my defense…I did change time zones…geez…
So…why…did I ever believe…that I could get all the spring yard work done…write a novel…okay…work on the Bertha book that’s in progress…spring clean the house…go for long bike rides…shop…and…take it easy…in what amounted to a long weekend…
Beats me…
Bertha…laughs at me…no surprise there…and…says…it’s kind of how I act at a Chinese buffet…when…my eyes…are bigger…than…my plate…and…I keep piling on the food…until…it’s way too much to eat…
Hmmm…interesting…I have been known to do that…but…I’m not sure how that is supposed to make me feel any better…until…she explains…that when I get too much food at a restaurant…I usually ask for a takeout box…bringing the leftovers home…for another time…and…really…it’s the same concept…
I contemplate that for a bit…and…I really like the shift in energy…from…I didn’t get these things done…to…I’m going to save them for another day
So…here I am…stuffing…Bertha…into a doggy bag…well…she was on my to-do list…that didn’t get done…
I wonder if I should give her the fortune cookie…
Jane

Monday, February 20, 2012

Abraham, George, and Jane…

You may think today is Presidents’ Day…and it is…but…for me…and my colleagues…it’s also flex day…which means…the kids get a holiday…and staff members who attended a full day of inservice during the summer…get the day off as well…
I didn’t…I don’t…                        
I had good intentions…I registered for the school nursing conference…I just couldn’t go…it was our first week out of school…I was still exhausted from finishing the school year…
I opted out…I felt so guilty…it was a free conference…I should go…I needed the information…the other nurses would be there…I’d look like a slug…
There just wasn’t enough guilt…to make me go…I needed to rest…
So…today…part of me is thinking…man…I could have the day off…I could be in the bed right now…if only…I’d gone to that conference…it was only one day…I could have done that…right…
Wrong…
I honestly don’t think I could have…
Bertha is excited…she’s glad I’m going to work today…because it means…I made the right decision…I listened to my body…I honored my health…I didn’t let guilt…or…a sense of obligation…get in the way…
She says it’s part of living my truth…and I know it is…but…there’s still that part of me…that’s screaming…but…it’s true…I want a day off…today
What can I say…I’ll see you after work…
Jane