Sleeping In

It's Spring Break at work.   And even though I don't actually get the sacred college holiday off, I decided to use a vacation day today.

I slept in and went out to get breakfast.

And I felt guilty.

Why?  Because I took one of my rightfully earned vacation days.  heck, I didn't take a vacation day. I'm taking leave I earned by working overtime!

I felt guilty for not being at work.  And I'm not alone.  Before carefully busting my behind to leave work knowing that I don't have any pressing deadlines, I asked for a day off.  My Department Chair enthusiastically granted it.

For some reason, Americans have been taught to work until they fall over from exhaustion.  We're made to believe that taking the time off that we've been granted makes us less productive and somehow less than in our boss's eyes.  There are studies about it.  There are also theories.  But at this point it's so ingrained in our culture, it's hard to get around.

So now that we've established that I geel guilty for taking time off.  What am I doing?  Shopping?  Going to a museum?  Going out to lunch?

Nope.

Dishes.

Laundry

and taking out the trash.

Well, we all have to start somewhere.