I took a bit of a break from blogging this week. I’m sure nobody noticed but me. I hadn’t planned it. I just woke up last Sunday feeling very anti-work. The thought of going in to my kitchen made me want to smash things. I work hard at my job all week, and for once, I wanted to have a weekend where I didn’t have to do even more work. Work for which I get paid mere pennies, I might add. I knew I wouldn’t be able to create anything special, which would only make me feel more frustrated. And I don’t want to give you guys anything that’s less than awesome.
The strange thing about it was how guilty I felt about the whole thing. No cooking and shooting over the weekend means no posts for most of the week. Taking Sunday off turned into disappearing from the internet for days. It was troubling and liberating all at the same time. I may have lost my mind.
Guilt has always been one of my biggest struggles. I’ve always had big dreams, a thirst for excellence, but with no extraordinary talent, I knew the only way to achieve it would be through hard work. Plot twist. I’m kind of lazy. I like watching movies, reading books, and eating long meals with friends and family. It’s how I recharge. None of those things move me closer to my professional goals.
And yet I wonder, when I’ve reached the end of my life, what moments will mean the most to me? It would likely feel pretty gratifying to have created a successful blog that helped people not only eat awesome food, but relax and enjoy their lives without worrying how much money they’re making. But how can I encourage people to be awesome if I can’t even allow myself to take an occasional weekend off without feeling like a total loser?
It was my daughter, one of the wisest people I know, who simply said, “Mom, it’s okay to take a day off now and then.” As always, she was right. I stepped away, tried to relax, even though it was difficult, and now I feel refreshed, inspired, and ready to share something awesome. I can go back in to my kitchen with a smile and know that the food I produce will be flavored with love and not frustration. It’s a good thing.
I missed you, friends, but I’m happy to be back. If you find yourself feeling overwhelmed, by all means, follow my daughter’s advice. Take a break. You don’t have to go to an expensive spa or take a fancy vacation. Just shirk a few of your lesser responsibilities with abandon. Maybe shut off your computer, or even put down your phone. Do the things that make you happy so that you can be better at your work on the other end. It may feel a bit selfish, but please, do your best no to feel guilty about it. That’s the hardest part.
We’re here to be awesome, kids. Let’s do it!