A couple posts back I not-so-subtly hinted at some upcoming changes in my life. Well, this past week was my last at the marketing job I’ve had for over 3 years. It was a bittersweet goodbye, but a change I knew I needed to make. I’ll be moving on to a new job with a new organization that I’m hoping will be filled with lots of interesting opportunities and new adventures. Opportunities and adventures are good thing in and of themselves, but they’re also healthy for my writing. I find the more that the more I stretch my brain muscles during the day the more motivated and creative I am when I make time to sit down and write.
Also, a new job gives me a valid excuse to buy a new notebook. Check out this baby.
It has unfinished edges and includes lined, graph and blank paper. (swoon!) The French on the cover translates to something about the old-fashioned book being a special gift. Either that or something like “you paid way too much money for this notebook.”
And I’m doing something I’ve never been able to do before. I’m taking a week off between jobs! I have always, for one reason or another, finished a job on a Friday and started on a Monday. But I knew that this time I NEEDED a week to myself.
Remember that episode of Seinfeld where George finds out he’s getting three months’ severance from the Yankees? He declares the “Summer of George” and comes up with all these grand plans like reading a whole book and learning to frolf (Frisbee golf).
I’ve totally felt like that. It’s my
Summer Week of George! I’m going to write EVERY DAY! And run ALL THE ERRANDS. I’m going to go to museums and matinees and read every unread book on my shelf!
If you remember the reality of the Summer of George, he ends up watching a lot of TV before he ultimately injures himself in a paper invitation-related injury. For George, this is kind of the way things go.
If there’s a lesson here for me to learn, I think it’s to try to find some balance in this week. The point is, after all, to have some time off. Not stress over how I haven’t crossed enough things off my to-do list.
It’s also a bit of reminder to make sure I’m spending the rest of the 51 non Summer of George weeks living the kind of interesting, balanced life I want. If I’m not writing enough or experiencing enough art, how can I change that? How can I make sure I’m fully appreciating the time I have?
Question: Are you living your Summer of George?