Okay, I know. I said I'd write daily....but it sure is difficult! I've been busy with my "happiest place on earth" experiment as well as the upcoming launch of our new design of the Page in Progress Box (more on that later).
The experiment I said I would enter into in my last entry was an exercise in patience. Not with my family, but with myself. I tested the theory that I could be happier doing the things that nurture your soul, like getting on the floor and playing with the kids, rather than thinking about work 7 days a week.
The first weekend I attempted this was an emotional bust. I watched movies with my family, spent extra time in the kitchen making meals, and did everything BUT worry about work. But all it did was sit on my shoulder like a big balloon that said "don't forget to call so-and-so on Monday," and "must call Mr. X to get that report back." I felt guilty. I felt guilty that I was putting off important things, and guiltier still that I was thinking about those things while I was with my children.
The next weekend I compartmentalized instead. I actually scheduled the catch-up-with-work time into the weekend and this worked pretty well. In this way, I didn't have to feel bad because I knew I was going to get to work eventually that weekend, and I arranged for the rest of the family to be doing things that didn't require my presence. Alas, I still had to watch the clock and be aware of when I was going to switch gears. So I wouldn't chalk it up to ultimate contentedness.
However, this past three-day weekend I finally figured it out! For our 10th wedding anniversary we took the kids into NYC for three days. This was something I was just waiting for the kids to be old enough to appreciate and I had been planning it for months. I did absolutely no work and I paid 100% attention to each member of my family. We took our time and listened. We talked about everything from school to the extinction of the dinosaurs. And I found a Sanrio store! (I was raised on Hello Kitty.) When we returned, I was revitalized!
What I have learned from this three-weekend experiment is that yes, if once in a while you can extract from your brain the tedium of day-to-day tasks and responsibilities and focus on relationships and laughter, you really can be at your happiest. But in order to do it fully (at least for those easily distracted, like myself), you really need to remove yourself physically from the things that you are avoiding. Then, no matter where you are, if you are with your friends or family you are at the "Happiest Place on Earth!"
The experiment I said I would enter into in my last entry was an exercise in patience. Not with my family, but with myself. I tested the theory that I could be happier doing the things that nurture your soul, like getting on the floor and playing with the kids, rather than thinking about work 7 days a week.
The first weekend I attempted this was an emotional bust. I watched movies with my family, spent extra time in the kitchen making meals, and did everything BUT worry about work. But all it did was sit on my shoulder like a big balloon that said "don't forget to call so-and-so on Monday," and "must call Mr. X to get that report back." I felt guilty. I felt guilty that I was putting off important things, and guiltier still that I was thinking about those things while I was with my children.
The next weekend I compartmentalized instead. I actually scheduled the catch-up-with-work time into the weekend and this worked pretty well. In this way, I didn't have to feel bad because I knew I was going to get to work eventually that weekend, and I arranged for the rest of the family to be doing things that didn't require my presence. Alas, I still had to watch the clock and be aware of when I was going to switch gears. So I wouldn't chalk it up to ultimate contentedness.
However, this past three-day weekend I finally figured it out! For our 10th wedding anniversary we took the kids into NYC for three days. This was something I was just waiting for the kids to be old enough to appreciate and I had been planning it for months. I did absolutely no work and I paid 100% attention to each member of my family. We took our time and listened. We talked about everything from school to the extinction of the dinosaurs. And I found a Sanrio store! (I was raised on Hello Kitty.) When we returned, I was revitalized!
What I have learned from this three-weekend experiment is that yes, if once in a while you can extract from your brain the tedium of day-to-day tasks and responsibilities and focus on relationships and laughter, you really can be at your happiest. But in order to do it fully (at least for those easily distracted, like myself), you really need to remove yourself physically from the things that you are avoiding. Then, no matter where you are, if you are with your friends or family you are at the "Happiest Place on Earth!"


