Something about the heat, humidity, and extra time for fun make me feel so lazy. As summer progresses, I become a total hermit — preferring to stay in the air conditioned house rather than venture out to sweat through some activities. The older I get, the less I feel the need or desire to venture outdoors for quality time with Mother Nature. I opt for Netflix movie marathons, writing, reading, and lots of naps!
Around this time every summer, I begin to feel a bit guilty for enjoying the lazy times. I start to get a bug in my bonnet to do something with my summer, before the leave start to change. The more I think about what I should do, the less I get to enjoy the dwindling summer days.
This summer is unusual for me, in that I don’t have a lot of vacation days. Working throughout the summer without big breaks is weird — I don’t like it. I like having such a long break that I can forget what day it is and not feel panicked about it. I want to be able to sleep in until I’m no longer tired. I want to be able to travel for days on end without a schedule or deadline looming.
This year, I don’t get those things. I will be consistently working from home and spending at least 2 days a week in the office in order to meet deadlines and make appointments. On the rare occasion that I’m not glued to my computer or in the office, I try to catch up on sleep. Quite frankly this summer feels incredibly similar to every other season… and it’s bumming me out. I’m in the same state of half zombie, half caffeinated workaholic that I’m always in — not the well rested and peaceful summer me that I long for. But just the thought of planning and prepping for even a little summer trip makes me feel completely exhausted. When I do get a few free hours/days, all I want to do is sleep and be lazy.
I think my laziness when it comes to planning beach trips or summer fun stems directly from my inner Brat Girl. Laziness is my way of rebelling against the fact that I am without a block of vacation days.
Perhaps I should embrace the lazy as a way of rewarding my hard work and dedication.
How do you cope with a long stretch without a vacay?
Do you feel that summer is a good enough excuse to feel lazy and take naps?