A couple Fridays ago, I decided I needed a day off. All by myself. It might sound hypocritical, having just lamented about the Working Mom’s Summertime Blues over on the East Valley Moms Blog. But I was going to lose my mind if I didn’t have a little bit of alone time. I could tell I was stressing myself out over small things, and I’d been yelling at the kids a bit too much.
I probably get to feeling like this about two or three times a year. I didn’t realize until after having kids how important it is to just be alone sometimes. Before then, I always had tons of me time. I moved out on my own when I was 18 and at times lived with other people, but other times lived alone. My husband often works nights and has since we’ve known each other.
All kinds of time are important. Family time. Friend time. Couple time. One-on-one-with-each-kid time. The alone time is the easiest to let go when I get busy. But sometimes I just need a reset, a recharge – and it’s better for everyone if I take it.
A day off rarely is spent sleeping in, and I don’t think I’ve ever gotten a nap in. There are usually some chores or projects I haven’t been able to get to. Sometimes I go shopping and run personal errands. I almost always take myself out to breakfast and enjoy some coffee and some reading or writing. The important thing is to have some time alone with my thoughts. To clear my head. To do something for myself, no matter how small or silly it might seem to someone else.
This particular day off, I went to the chiropractor for an adjustment and massage. Went out to breakfast, did some writing, did some shopping, had my eyebrows threaded for the first time, did a little cleaning at home.
But you know what happens every time I take a day off? I end up picking up one or both of the girls up early. I never finish my to-do list, but by the end of the day, what I really want, is to be spending that extra time with them.