We Need More Holidays
I woke up this morning and I told myself one thing, “All I have to do is make it through this week.” Because the good news about this Monday is that next Monday, we have off for Memorial Day.
Technically, this should be one of the easiest weeks of the year. After all, most people start going on mental vacations long before the weekend has even started. But for some reason, I’m the opposite. Holidays actually make me work harder.
And while it seems counter intuitive, I’ll do more work this week than I’ve done in the last three months. And I don’t know if I’m working hard because of an overpowering sense of guilt that I’ve slacked off and looked at Internet porn for the last five months or that it’s some subconscious mechanism that if I make myself extremely busy and do all the work that I was supposed to have done, the week will fly by and before I know it I’ll be sitting on the beach sipping margarittas, and thanking God and the vets for the three day weekend.
Which only has me wondering, maybe we should have more holidays.
