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Work Hard, Play Hard--BUNK!

I grew up with work hard, play hard--bunk!  I'm over that concept.  It fails--it leaves me wrecked at the end of the weekend, only to throw my tired ass body into the office on Monday, try to catch up (in vain) during the week and then exhausted on Friday, try to "have fun."

NOOOOOOO!

I want better pacing so it's, "work collaboratively, play with easy."  I want grace and ease in my life consistently over time.  I want (just as the bird on my fire escape) to have nest time.  The most beautiful eggs in this delicate nest REQUIRE the bird to sit on them to keep them warm.

I need to sit my ass at home and take care of my nest: dust, meditate, sort my old emails, play some good music and be with me sometimes.  I was "out" almost all weekend and though I loved every minute of the beach, the walk down the Hudson, and will enjoy my time out today and the housewarming for a dear friend, I NEED KARL TIME to sit on the couch and be with me.

So, I'm cutting the "people time" short today, and resting at home as soon as I can.

Play with Easy.

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