I’m a pretty happy person. But I’ll be totally honest: today is kicking my ass. I am exhausted and feeling just generally meh. (Yes. “Meh” can be a state of being.) I’ve felt this wave of crankiness coming on for a few days, but I was pretty much powerless to stop it by the time this morning arrived. And then I looked at my calendar a few hours ago, and I realized the problem: the last day off I had was March 27th. MARCH TWENTY-SEVENTH! That is probably not good.
I know a lot of us are in the same boat, especially those of you that own your own businesses as well. (And for those of you who own your own business and still have another full-time job – I salute you! You people deserve giant gold medals and a parade in your honor.) And the weather in New York is not helping at all. I need a 75 degree sunny day of lounging in the park like nobody’s business.
I love my job. Like… crazy love my job. I just want to hug my job and snuggle with it, I love it so much. That’s why I work twelve hours a day, everyday. But I hit a wall today, and I am walking away from work for the afternoon – and I am just straight up taking tomorrow off. I am going to get my nails done and go buy a dress for Matt & Sarah’s wedding on Saturday, and then I’m going out to dinner with my husband, who I feel like I have barely interacted with in the last week. And it will be amazing.
A fellow APWer (that’s A Practical Wedding-er) noticed on Twitter that I was being a crankypants, and advised me to go get some ice cream. And I realized – yes, that is what I need right now. Some delicious gelato. So I walked myself to Columbus Circle – in the rain – and got myself some gelato from Grom (ohmygosh so gooooood), and my mood instantly brightened. Apparently gelato cures all. So if this ridiculous weather and piles of work are getting you down – I think it’s time for an ice cream break for you too. Sometimes I forget that this is one of the reasons I wanted to work for myself – so that I can go get gelato at 3 o’clock in the afternoon without asking anyone for permission. And I can take a random Wednesday off if I need to.
Here’s to ice cream for the sake of your mental health!