Tomorrow, August 15, is Relaxation Day--a day to “kick back and do nothing”. I considered, ten years ago, that retirement = Relaxation Day X Forever. Wrong.
That was before
· the Small Person and the Wee Bear Cub
· deciding to write for publication, including indie publishing
· And, of course, the day-to-day tasks of keeping house don’t end with retirement unless one is prepared to live in a chaotic state.
But the old saying, “All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy,” is true. We have to take some time for ourselves--time to “wiggle our toes” (See last week's blog on Wiggle Your Toes Day.)
Tempering the ‘daily grind’
I like to keep a schedule as much as possible--bedtime, getting up, taking time to start my day with morning prayer and devotions, taking care of household chores, checking/deleting emails, going to sites I frequent and taking care of business there, and then on to the daily projects whether it be writing or, right now, genealogical research. Maybe the latter is my relaxation in many instances. On the other hand, sometimes the writing/marketing becomes really hard work!
When I know I have a long day at the computer ahead of me, I like to turn on the essential oils dispenser (peppermint and orange the choices du jour right now) and pop a CD into the player--classical works best for concentration. The best of both worlds--work and relaxation--come into play here.
Taking breaks is essential--whether to walk around, go outside for the mail, or stretch out on the sofa with my Kindle.
Notice I didn’t mention ‘social media’ as a relaxation technique. While I do check Facebook, mainly to post on my author page, and look at news headlines, these activities can be anything but relaxing!
Where’s the rally?
I find it interesting that nowhere in my handy-dandy (and very heavy!) tome, Random House-Webster’s Quotationary boasting thousands of entries on a myriad of subjects, has absolutely nothing--that’s right, nothing!--on relaxing/relaxation. And why is that, you ask?
I wonder if relaxing is a politically incorrect term. These days people scurry around frantically to earn enough money for lavish vacations. What’s the purpose of such? Is it not to relax? So why is no one talking about it?
The last word
I spent most of my adult life raising children, caring for ill and elderly parents, and earning a living. Sometimes when I reflect on those years, the word ‘frantic’ comes to mind.
Now I have that scarce--almost extinct--commodity called time. I want to use it well. So for me, every day is Relaxation Day, no matter what ‘work’ has to be done. It doesn’t matter how fast I hurry, life won’t get any longer. Or, “the hurrieder I go, the behinder I get”! I don’t know who said that--have heard it all my life--and it’s definitely apt.
It’s time to slow down and live.