Is It Better To Have Loved and Lost?
I’m not so sure.
Oh! Yeah, I’m not talking about romance or relationships. I’m talking about vacation.
I had a glorious, fabulous, amazing week in the city of New York. I loved, I laughed, I ate until I saw blue spots in front of my eyes. We walked and walked, saw multiple Broadway shows, had a few cocktails and generally had one hell of a good time.
It was a MUCH needed vacation. I’m pretty bad about taking more than a couple days of vacation here and there. This was the first full week with plans and events and turning off work email that I’ve had in a long time. In fact I can’t remember the last time…
Today, now, is Tuesday. My second day back at work.
Brutal. There really is no mercy in the flow of work. I mean, I can dip out of the ever forward charging machine, and then upon returning I have to run to catch up and hop back on.
In the weeks leading up to the week off, I had widely publicized my upcoming vacation to all who would listen. This was a strategy to make sure everyone knew, to head off any surprises, and to assert that no one should bother me while I was out.
It worked pretty well. I had no calls or even a text message while I was on holiday. Awesome!
However, what that also meant was everyone I work with delayed all meetings for the week I was out. Great! Right?
Every missed meeting was then plopped all over my Monday and Tuesday.
Back to back to back to back to back meetings for two days straight.
In fact, I’m writing this while on a conference call. It’s a dull call and my attention isn’t needed at the moment.
So I decided to take this moment to whine. Or whinge as the Brits might say.
Is it better to have vacated, then come back and drown? Struggling with work life knowing how great it was last week (and missing it terribly)?
Or is it better to just slog on without vacation and never know truly how good it can be. Ignorance is bliss?
Meanwhile, I have a wicked craving for a piping hot knish and a real pastrami sandwich.
Oh, and an egg cream made with Fox’s U-Bet syrup. (the good stuff).
None of these things I can get with any quality here in the Bay Area.
Image from JamesCampbellTaylor.com.