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BC’s Log: Stay-cation

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I am a nose-to-the-grindstone person. Don’t get me wrong; I’m inherently lazy. I go to great lengths to ensure my leisure time. But I was raised by a workaholic, single mother who maintained a spotless house, kept matters well in hand, and never missed a day of work unless she was hospitalized. I’m not that psychotic, but I can admit to a certain amount of due diligence when it comes to “work”.

As many people know, on top of my writing and marketing, I freelance edit for fiction and non-fiction. I also copy edit for Arizona Sports and Lifestyle magazine. Plus I have a day job that works out to roughly 50 hours a week. Not easy to cram all of that into a seven-day work week, I know. Naturally there’s life as well – housework, cleaning, social times – to shoehorn in. Somehow I do it. Not always well and not always 100%, but shit gets done. Why? Because if I don’t do it (I learned at an early age) there may not always be someone who can or will pick up the slack.

What about the Doctor? He’s great. He helps a ton. But he also has his own adventures and is, perhaps, a little more whimsical than I am, able to overlook the dishes piling on the counter in order to try out a new bicycle or explore some weird looking crags in some distant landscape. 

Me? The dishes come first. In fact, while I can kick back to a certain extent, if when I look at the forecast for my days I see a distinct lack of time for the have-tos vs the want-tos, I will (sadly) choose the have-tos first. Why? Because, if I don’t, they will worry at the edges of my brain like a rat at a toilet paper roll. 

Why does me telling you any of this matter? Because, for the first time in untold years, I took a few days off from the Paycheck (what I call the day job) and did nothing

That’s right. I took ten glorious days off (in December) with nothing more planned than a day or two out of that vacation I was going to take a painting class with a friend. That’s it. Nothing planned. No pressing needs to do or places to go. For the first time in my life of taking vacation days, I got to stay home and do nothing except what struck my fancy at the moment.

I can certainly say it improved my demeanor. I brightened up and people were less terrified I was going to rip into them in some way. It was a much needed recharge that, oddly, I found left me with a ton of time to actually accomplish things and feel rested. 

Funny how things get done when you don’t plan them better than when you do, right? 🙂

BC Brown is the author of three novels and has participated in multiple short story anthologies. Having committed almost every ‘bad deed’ in the book of ‘How to Be An Author’, she now strives to educate

other writers through humor and simple instruction.