I am always working. Revising a manuscript. Creating a blog post. Reading blogs and commenting. Facebooking. Dreaming up a new event and organizing it. Drafting a workshop. Tracking sales. No matter what I get done, there is more in my queue to do. The work never stops.
My office is in my bedroom. So I never ever am that far from my work.
And it has always been my choice to make my career my #1, 2 and 3. I think it requires that much focus to do a career change in your mid-thirties.
But I need to build in a little more me time.
Monday, my oldest and dearest friend, Lindsay, and I went for a hike.
I forgot how much fun it is to just walk with someone on unfamiliar terrain. To stop and figure out where the path goes or how to navigate over hundreds of exposed tree roots. To be so in the moment that everything else slides away.
It felt like a dozen years fell away. I used to do this all the time in my 20s. Just go exploring for the fun of exploring. Not knowing what you might encounter in front of you.
Sometimes, I get so caught up in building this new career that I forget to factor in me time. Time that is away from the computer and the books. Time that is in no way work-related. Time that is purely about facing something new and unique.
When I lived in the city, Brett and I used to take one day a week and make it ours. We had an adventure every week. I miss that.
Being out amongst the trees and hearing the water rushing over the rocks was such a departure from my routine. I forgot how much fun it can be to just be outside.
Such a welcome break.
Lindsay and I only hiked for 75 minutes, but it was invigorating. The next day, I was much more productive. I need those times away from work.
So this summer, I am going to schedule in more me time. More offline time. I am going to take more intrepid hikes with Lindsay and even go on a few adventures with Brett.
I sold 60 books in April.