I have a confession to make (as I usually do …). I think I may not be a workaholic after all! One of my big ‘issues’, among being a control freak, a tad bossy, and an unsympathetic non-crier, is that I am addicted to work.
Well I thought I was, until now (look how comfy I am in holiday mode, above, enjoying the view to Alhambra in Granda, Spain). I have been on holidays for three weeks. I have hardly checked Facebook, only checked my emails every few days and my posts have been few and far between, and poor Alli has been stuck with the ENTIRE A&G business – thanks babe, you are a trooper! And I have to admit, I am loving not working! I really thought by now I would be itching to get stuck into some emails and my business brain would start firing again with all sorts of world domination ideas.
But alas, it is blank. My brain is so full of tapas, pasta, bread, croissants and Belgium chocolates that it has literally turned off. All it computes now is ‘eating, siestas, and when is it time to eat again?’. (Look at me below, perfecting the ‘siesta’ on the ferry to Puerto Banus.)
Is this a bad thing? Well, I am a little worried, as normally holidays give me time to think – time to breathe and come up with amazing entrepreneurial ideas. Not this time. Nope, there is nothing going on upstairs I am afraid!
So what will happen when I get home? Will I automatically slip back into workaholic mode? Will my brain instantly return to a super busy, super thinking machine?
What’s worrying is that I almost don’t care if it does! I have not been this non-stressed and content in such a long time that I am almost afraid of leaping back into that big, wide world of work and all the stress, deadlines and commitment that comes with it. Oh no, I think I have become lazy!
Alli will gasp when she reads this – Genine, lazy? What’s going on here? Alli is ready for world domination and has been working like a crazy person while I have been away, kicking all sorts of goals (with big news to come – stay tuned) and she is expecting me to come back and get up to speed with our mad, crazy world … I’m just not sure if I can. I mean, isn’t there too much eating and relaxing still to be done? ((Below: My husband, Rowan, enjoying paella in picturesque Marbella, Spain … I just want to come back and keep eating!)
Well, time will tell – I have another magical week or so in glorious, sunny Spain to go, with more eating, drinking, siestas and merriment to be had … then back to the real world.
In the meanwhile, I had better get on with the relaxing … I think it may be the last opportunity I get in a very long time if Alli has anything to say about it!