This past weekend was quite different for me – rather than inundate myself in more work, business to-do’s and other entrepreneurial brainstorms, I took some time for myself. I quickly came to the conclusion that hanging out by oneself isn’t as overrated as I thought.
Quite nice, actually.
For the better part of 3 years now, I’ve self-admittedly been a workaholic. Which isn’t all that bad, considering I love what I do, can do it from home and it doesn’t take me away from my family as much as it does other workaholics. With me, it’s more about the mental workaholicism – even when I’m not in front of the computer, I’m still working.
I think this weekend was a case of reaching maximum capacity, and deliberately taking a break. I’ve forgotten how much I actually like to do “normal people” stuff on the weekends, rather than saturate my already-saturated mind with work.
Saturday morning at my son’s baseball practice I heard his coach utter the cliche, “Kids, there’s no I in team.” For me this weekend was all about there being “no Team in I”. I learned that it’s ok to take time off for myself, because I actually feel more refreshed than I have in quite a while.
Funny how life works…