Every time I miss a few Tuesdays/Thursdays I feel like I have to explain why. I know that’s not the case. I know that either a) you don’t care lol or b) you completely understand my absence and are just happy to see me around on IG or in your comment section. Nevertheless, I brought my excuses with me today.

We’ve been on the road a lot for fun & work, but more than that, I’ve been sick.

Being sick when you’re an adult is complicated. When you’re a kid, your parents called the school, planted you on the couch with the remote, and made sure you had ginger ale/chicken noodle soup/tissues/etc. Yeah you probably had homework and classwork to make up, but the pressure was minimal.

Being a sick adult SUCKS. First of all, there’s no one to take care of you. (Yes, I have a husband and yes, he steers clear of me when I’m sick.) You feel like dog poop, but you have a JOB and a WORK LOAD and DEADLINES. There’s pressure to show up and perform and get your stuff done without excuses.

I powered through most of my cold because we were on a business trip and I pretty much had to. When we got home and it was the tail end, I finally decided, ‘screw it, I’m taking a half day’, and that’s what I did on Tuesday.

But still… it was only a half day. Should I have powered through and just lived with my cold and kept doing my work? Or should I have taken a day off SOONER and rested and nursed myself back to health? Quite honestly, I think society pressures us to go with option one.

(Yes, I tried to think about my coworkers’ health, too, but I’m married to one so that was kind of a null point.)

This ties into self care. We feel pressure to ignore the illness, keep our nose to the grindstone, and work through the pain (or snot or hacking). First of all, ew. But secondly, that’s not healthy! We struggle to admit we need a day to revive our health- sometimes physical and sometimes mental. I think it’s really hurting us.

And maybe I’m wrong. Maybe you feel a tickle in your nose and you elect to stay home (or even work from home), but that’s not me. And it’s not the person I’m married to. We show up regardless and not in a good way; we’re never our best in that state.

Just some food for thought today. I’m too busy to get sick, but that never stops the germs. And in the future, I need to take the time to slow down, rest up, and kick the cold to the curb with rest and medicine- not emails and meetings and ignorance.

What do you do? Are you good about recognizing what you need and taking that time for yourself?

What Happened When I Took A Week Off

A few months ago I put in a vacation request at my full-time job & at my part-time job for an entire week. The plan was to travel to a small resort just outside St. Louis, MO and spend the week with K, my parents, my brother & his gf, and my grandparents. My uncle lives in St. Louis so we’d be spending time with him, too. A week before the scheduled trip my husband told me that business was too good and he wouldn’t be able to take a week off. (K owns his own business.) I held out hope that we might be able to join my family halfway through the week, but K’s agenda just wouldn’t cooperate. He told me I could vacation without him, but I knew my absence would make for a miserable week for him and the pups. Last Sunday we waved goodbye as my family set off for Missouri… without us.

Last week I had a free week. No work, no part-time job, no family obligation. I am a Type-A planner so the idea of 7 days of “nothingness” freaked me out. I thought about going in to work. I thought about trying to figure out a way to join my family. I thought about filling my days with a strict schedule. But then I didn’t do any of that.

Lots of time for some adult coloring
Lots of time for some adult coloring

I slept in (even though I had intentions of doing early-morning hot yoga). I staying in athletic shorts all day. I didn’t touch the vacuum until Sunday and I let dishes pile up in the sink (for a few hours until I washed them…) I only did laundry when we ran out of clothes and I ignored my car that desperately needed cleaned-out. I completely ignored my blog and put aside all the other blogs I typically read. I only opened my IG app once or twice and I made 3 Facebook posts… two of them were just photos.

But I honestly feel like I got a lot done. I reorganized my craft room/office. I hung some photos and built some book shelves. I prepped some meals and make sure we had dinner and snacks all week. I went shopping and treated myself with coffee. I fed my parents’ (7) pets and spent some time relaxing on their back porch.


I spent a morning in Amish Country with my mother-in-law and I took a trip to Columbus, Ohio with Enzo to visit friends. (More about our dog park adventure on Friday!) I took time to just lay in bed, relax on my couch, and sort through memories. For the first time in a long time, gave myself permission to do nothing.

All worn out from our Columbus trip!

I’m back at work today and I feel incredibly refreshed. My family is home and safe, my house is clean and my laundry is done (thanks to some Sunday cleaning), and my husband is more caught up and feeling better about his work load.

I am so grateful for the past week. I’m so grateful to have the vacation time to spend doing nothing. I’m so grateful to start the week with a happy, refreshed heart.

Did you have a nice weekend? When is the last time you took the time to do nothing? Have you even been to Columbus Ohio? How about a dog park? I’ll see you on Friday for my puppy-park recap!


Grateful Heart w/ Ember Grey