Confession of a Workaholic - Nothing Like a 4-day Week to Shake Things Up or Slow Things Down

Why do four day weeks feel like you’ve been dragged over broken glass, strung up and flown like a kite through a hurricane and like you have run a marathon each of those days...twice? Seriously?! Or is it the need to control and complete the same insane amount of work we pile into a “normal” week into a four day span?

I always knew I spun a bit faster than the average bear, but these four day weeks remind me that not only do I have my personal schedule bursting at the seams, but that I don’t know how to slow down and enjoy the holiday.

That got me thinking about my choices. Work, race, plan, organize, lead, write and just go; or sit with myself and allow things I don’t want in the forefront of my mind to hold audience with me while I “relax.”

Slowing down shows me the ugly I try to hide with the busy digital planner and tote bag full of projects.

Slowing down forces me to face the loneliness I have worked devastatingly hard to flee from.

Slowing down means feeling down because things aren’t the way I’d planned for them to be so many years ago.

Slowing down is synonymous with being content with me, myself and I; in my own skin, with my own company.

Most of the time, I'd gladly race rather than deal with me. I give and go and work and wonder until I’m thrown off the saddle by something like a four day work week.

And left to ponder…Where do I fit into the lives of family? And ask again, will my doorbell ring? Until an answer presents itself I give and go and grow a bit in the process.