My Definition of Vacation

I took a vacation.

I know that doesn’t seem like an earth-shattering statement, but it was kind of a big deal for me.

You see, if there’s one thing that rules my life, it’s responsibility. As a solo parent, I’m the only one in my house who does the cleaning, shopping and cooking. Additionally, there’s the whole round of getting him out the door to school every day, picking him up, monitoring homework.

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Days while he’s at school, or when he’s at his dad’s, I work. I teach 4-5 classes per semester at BCIT, and run my own consulting biz as well. I write for 3 (soon to be 4) blogs. I’m a busy gal.

Over the past year, I have also entered into the field of travel writing. This is a great fit for me, as I love travel, and I love writing. I’ve had some immensely cool opportunities to travel this year. When I’m writing a travel piece, usually my hotel is covered, and often many of my meals are, as well. Sometimes I’ll also be comped into local activities. I’m super grateful for these opportunities to travel for “free,” but they are still work. While I may not pay my bill with my credit card, I am paying my bill in the form of Tweets, Instagram and Facebook posts, and blog posts. It is, in other words, still work. Fun work? Yes. But I still have responsibilities.

Last week, I got to stay at a five-star, all inclusive resort near Cabo, Mexico. For 6 days, my biggest responsibility was only to myself. There were no groceries to buy, no meals to make. While our room had a coffee maker, I never used it once, because there was an on-resort coffee shop that I would stroll over to after waking up. Then, I’d take my americano and walk down to the beach. After the breakfast buffet, it was time to sit by the pool and read a (gasp!) novel. If I wanted it, people brought me food and drinks. My toughest decision of the day was which of the on-site restaurants we’d eat dinner at.

Now, before you pull out the world’s tiniest violin and start playing my song, let me just say this: my definition of vacation means no appointments. It means losing track of what day it is, losing track of what time it is during the day, and just going with whatever you feel like doing in the moment. It is the opposite of responsibility.

While I was there, I did do a few tweets, Instagrams and FB posts, and I am going to write some posts about the resort. But I did, and am doing that, because I want to, not because I have to. It sounds like such a small thing, but it makes such a big difference. To not have to. It’s a beautiful thing. It’s a real vacation.

And, it’s a good thing, too. December, with the blogging challenge and Christmas, was a super busy month. January is already off to a roaring start with 4 classes that start next week, a new consulting client, The Wellness Show shifting into high gear, and a new blog I’m launching.

Good thing I’m rested up. Cheers, friends! To an outstanding 2015.

 

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