Today should feel different. But it doesn’t.
I woke up… slept in a little, showered, drank coffee and then logged on the computer.
However, I wasn’t logging on for work or for anything else – I was just logging on to write this post. Today is the first day of my sabbatical/Career Break. For the next 3-6 months my time is mostly my own. For the first time in 22 years I am not working. I don’t have a paycheck coming in and I have no immediate response to the question “What do you do?”
Earlier this summer when Fury and I decided that this would be the best course of action for our family, I was really overwhelmed by the thought of not working. I had not realized how much of my identity had been caught up in jobs. My work had always given me a sense of purpose – no matter how much I loved or hated the job. Now today, my purpose is to be a wife to Fury, dog mom to our puppy, and the keeper of our home. With such a drastic change in role, why doesn’t it feel different?
Well I guess today, feels like I am just taking a vacation day – which I would do occasionally to just get my life in order. I would take the day off to reorganize the pantry, do laundry, install curtains, or other household tasks that had kept getting postponed. So in a sense, today feels no different than those days. After writing I will go prep dinner, fold laundry, and continue to unpack the boxes from our cross-town move. I will dust, sweep, and clean. I will cook, label, and organize. I will try to prepare a home that works efficiently for Fury and I that is free of clutter and works in a way that makes our lives easier. I want our home to be a creative and energetic space, where we can think and dream and build and ponder… I also want our lives to be spent less on chores and more on the fun things we want to do. I think part of that is creating a system and efficiency to our space so that less time is spent cleaning our house but building a life.
Initially, when I said I would write every day I thought it would be easier. The words are coming slow to me today, and I thought writing for 25 minutes would be a no brainier. But it’s been 15 minutes and this post seems to be a jumbled collection of thoughts. So I will stop here and begin to pursue the new morning routines I have set out for myself: alkaline water, green juice, and a “win” early in the day. Today’s targeted “win” is to prep dinner for today (and hopefully tomorrow) so when I am off to class tonight, Fury can easily toss the food on the grill.
More tomorrow, World, as I begin the first day of the rest of my life.