I was leaving my first corporate job after 3.5 years to move back to Milwaukee. My last day fell on a Thursday and I was starting my new job bright and early Monday morning. BIG MISTAKE. I left zero time to unplug and re-set, let alone enough time to organize from the move. I was so excited to be back in Milwaukee, I wanted to start right away. A year into my second corp. gig, I was already putting my two weeks in (which I’ve talked about here and here) and was in the fast lane to start my next venture. They wanted me asap, like any company usually does, but it’s really important you give yourself time. They’ve lived without you this long, one more week isn’t going to be detrimental. This time around I made sure to take some time off. Hell, I needed it and deserved it after the past year.
So, I took two weeks off before starting my third company move in hopes of completing some long overdue tasks on my list. I honestly contemplated taking three weeks. I mean, when does one really get the chance to take time off worry free? When I would take vacation from the office, there was this daunting reminder in the back of my head of the hundreds of emails I would come back to. Changing jobs isn’t something that happens all too often, so I decided to take full advantage.
I’m laughing as I’m writing this, because I seriously thought about being a stay-at-home fur mom if I had the opportunity. We have an 18 month old, 60lb English Bulldog that we adore. (He has his own Instagram account if you’re curious, @mortythebulldog). But, during my two weeks off, here is what I learned:
- I really love Ellen. I’ve always wanted a job where I could be home in time to watch her everyday at 4. These past two weeks, I made sure I did.
- Our neighborhood mows their lawns every Wednesdays. Like, everybody but us. We’re the household that mows on Saturday when we have off. (Almost all of our block is retired).
- I would be obese. Late afternoons I’d have the urge to make chocolate chip cookies. And in doing so, I’d eat half of the batter.
- I really wouldn’t be in better shape (like I thought I would be if I wasn’t at my desk all day). I only went to the gym on the weekends.
- While I love that my house was spotless during this time, I think I cleaned it just that many times over again. “Oh, Morty spilled water out of his dish.” “Oh, Morty’s bone is all over the carpet.” “There is 10lbs of dog hair glistening on the hardwood this morning.” “There’s five pieces of laundry to do.” I became obsessive.
- While I love Morty to the end of this world, I could not stay home every day. If all of my friends were home, and there was a money tree in my backyard, that would be a different story. But right now, it’s just not for me.
All in all, girl was ready to work again! The time off was relaxing, recharging, positive, and just what I needed. But not a day longer!
THE GIRL IN THE YELLOW CAB