I don’t know when it happened, but my past indifference to summer has turned into love, despite my intolerance to heat. I welcome the break from the early hustle to get the lunches made and the kids out the door by 8:20 am. Both girls will officially be done with school tomorrow, although it feels like we’ve already started summer with our weekly picnics and warm weather outings.
Summer also slows down for the business and although it means less income earned, we’ve come to expect it every late June. Seems like many things these days have a predictable rhythm. What I can’t predict, however, is my freelance schedule. I vowed at the end of last year after a very hectic year on the verge of burnout, that I wouldn’t work as much this year if I could help it. It didn’t seem like it would turn out that way when January turned the corner, but looking back at the last few months, I realized that there has been a better balance between work and life. This summer I am choosing to work even less. How? Did we suddenly win the lottery? Ha, no (I wish! No, really, I really do wish). Realizing that time can sometimes be more valuable than money is a powerful realization. I’ve needed time for awhile now.
Lastly, thank you to each and every one of you who left a comment to my last post and shared a bit of your own story. I appreciate all your comments so much.