There's nothing like a holiday


I've just come back from a week away in Dorset and already I'm missing it. Even though we were camping (although we weren't exactly slumming it as we borrowed Caroline's parent's trailer tent, which includes a fridge and microwave) and the facilities were much more basic than at home it was a thoroughly enjoyable experience that, in hindsight, I didn't really want to end. Now some of this feeling could be "grass is greener" syndrome, but I suspect it's a bit more than that. I think that the reason we all enjoy our holidays so much, regardless of what we do and where we go, is because of how much simpler our lives become all of a sudden.

Look at it this way: at home you worry about getting to work on time and the work you've got to do. At work you worry about getting home on time and the housework you've got to do. When you go out you worry about being home too late and having to get up early the next morning. When the post comes you worry about bills and when payday rolls around you worry about your spending. Basically you spend roughly 50-60% of your life worrying about something.

Now look at going on holiday: no money worries - it'll get sorted when you get home. No work worries; no housework worries (okay, maybe there is some housework but you tend not to worry about it and just get on and do it). Life is altogether simpler and slower - you relax, you leave things to take care of themselves.

The upshot of all of this is that I've promised myself I'm going to adopt a more holiday-like approach at home and work. Rather than worry about everything I'm just going to carry on, content in the knowledge that whenever I go away I end up doing all the things I need to do I just don't worry about them anywhere near as much...

Posted: Mon - June 14, 2004 at 09:12 PM        

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