I am spending a rare two days just hanging out, spending time with wonderful old friends in their house deep in the woods, sharing meals and wine and fine conversation. This weekend has been the calm after one storm and before the next.
Workwise, I can’t exactly say I’m doing nothing, since I’m also programming. But it’s the fun type of programming, the kind I do when I want to relax. Sort of like when you pick up your guitar and work out a tune just to please yourself, as opposed to churning out a jingle on deadline.
I had nearly forgotten how wonderful it is simply to have time to chill, to let in some pure clean relaxing energy between the ears. I guess when you’re under the gun, charging forth on sheer adrenaline, you forget what it’s like to be truly calm and rested.
Of course you don’t really forget. Several times in the the last week or two I could see that I was mostly running on fumes. And sometimes, when I didn’t quite manage to hold it together, other people could see it as well.
But now my reserves are back up to a full charge, and I am ready to forge ahead and face whatever comes next, once more unto the breach dear friends. Until that is, it’s time to take another weekend off.