This morning, I leave for a two-week road trip. The longest vacation I’ll have since starting my own business.
The end goal is my coaching community‘s five-day retreat. But rather than fly down, I’m taking my car to make a few stops.
Stop 1: Asheville—to stay the weekend with some of my best friends.
Stop 2: Savannah—a gorgeous place on the river for some much-needed solo time.
Stop 3: Tampa—to spend a few nights at my coaching mentor’s house.
Then the retreat just south of there.
I feel a sense of bliss. Here’s why.
I love my job. It’s genuinely my dream career. It fulfills me, pays my bills, and allows me to connect with humanity at the highest level.
But we all need breaks.
Regardless of how much we enjoy something—an activity, a place, a person—we need space away from whatever that thing is. It’s in taking this room to breathe that we recharge our respect for it.
Americans work too much. We have the fewest vacation days in the western world and aren’t even close to being the most productive.
But time off relaxes us. It clears our minds, making us more energized to live. It only makes sense that someone who’s thrilled with their life would be a better worker.
Anyway, I’m excited about this time off. I won’t be posting any blogs. I won’t be on at all. (Maybe I will, but probably won’t.)
The main reason I’m excited? It’s because I don’t specifically know what I’m excited for. I feel empty, void of expectation. I’m just going to enjoy each individual day as it comes.
No hard structure or plans. Just friends, driving, reading, and thinking.
See you in two weeks. ✌️