I have just been on holiday for a couple of weeks. I took my children to Disneyland and was ensconced in the moment every moment. Work was not number one priority in my mind. It was wonderful.
But as happens, I returned home, got my children back off to school, got the unpacking done properly, you know so everything was organised so I could really focus on work.
Then I just thought I would get a few household things out of the way so I could, well, really focus on work. And then I thought the reason I get distracted throughout the year is that I haven’t really set up my office as I want it, since I moved here a year ago. I’ll get that done so then I can really focus on work.
Okay, I had no interest in work, whatsoever. I was supposed to be back working but didn’t feel like it.
Lucky I don’t have a real job.
If I did, I would have been there pretending to be really focused on work. Instead I was anything but, but at least I was being real.
But I was worried that I was changed permanently and my drive would never return. Maybe I should see a doctor. I mean I need to work and I am after all, well, driven. What if it never came back?
That saying seemed to resonate with me too. Like I’d said it before. What if it never comes back? I had in fact said it before – after every other holiday I had returned from in recent years (and that’s a lot, they are a priority for me. Indeed, I am really focused on them.) I never feel like working when I come back from holidays, but it seems that I forget this after every time I come back from holidays.
It takes a few days or a few weeks for my drive to return, but it always does despite my fear that it never will.
If I had a real job, I would have to get up, get dressed into real job clothes, get to work ready to start at real job starting time (which I understand to be several hours before noon) and then go about the business of doing a real job or a reasonable facsimile thereof. Even without my drive.
One of the many great advantages of my home business life is that I don’t do any of the above real job stuff ever. So returning from three or four holidays a year still in holiday mode means it’s not really a problem. I work when I feel ready, whether it’s days or weeks after my return.
Usually when my drive is back I work at high-energy spewing forth all of the ideas that percolate in a brain on pause mode. In future, I do have to remember to not worry that my drive will never return and just enjoy that my household gets a really good overhaul in the meantime.
You know, so I can really focus on work.
“ If I had a real job, I would have to get up, get dressed into real job clothes, get to work ready to start at real job starting time (which I understand to be several hours before noon) and then go about the business of doing a real job or a reasonable facsimile thereof. ”


















