I’m off for a two-week trip to the Amalfi Coast in Italy in just a few hours. It’s a much-needed vacation before I buckle down in late summer to put the final touches on the shop. By the way, have you checked out our landing page yet? It’s pink, pretty and waiting for you to submit your email address for our bi-weekly newsletter updates.
In the days and weeks leading up to a trip, I always find myself with the longest to-do list ever and a strange desire to finish every, single little project I could possibly ever have to do. There’s just something so satisfying about taking off and knowing that all of my loose ends are tied. Unfortunately, I never, ever finish all of those to-dos, nor should I feel that I have to. And once I land, I don’t even care.
In preparing for this trip, I wanted to schedule two newsletter to send out, two blog posts, schedule a bunch of tweets and clean my place top to bottom. With a business in the works, I know how important it is to be present online and to keep readers engaged. But life stepped in. Work was busy, leaving me tired at the end of the day, and I had house chores and gardening to finish up before leaving. Most importantly, I wanted to spend time with Oliver before I left for this beautiful place.
This post is about disconnecting to reconnect. Reconnect with my mom and sister on this epic girls’ trip, reconnect with nature and with myself. I’m going to be mindful of any thoughts that slide into my mind while I’m relaxing, trying to make me worry about this email or that task. But come on Mal, you’ll been Italy! Enjoy the moment, you’ll be back in your regular day-to-day before you know and you’ll be happy you took the time to disconnect.
I’m managing to write this blog post today while at my sister’s, waiting for my mom to pick us up. I spent all morning packing, took some pictures of that process (stay tuned for packing post!) and I’m going to prep one newsletter to send out while I’m gone. But any of my other little tasks are going to have to wait.
I don’t know about you, but I have a tendency to get wound up the more I’m connected. I thrive on communication, but I’ve noticed over the past little while that the more I do, the more I communicate, the more I connect and do this event or write that guest post or take on one more task, the more frazzled I feel inside. The social butterfly in me buzzes so high it makes me feel fried. Now that I’ve noticed this about myself, I can take care to rest, to disconnect and to recharge.
It’s so easy in this day and age to feel guilty about not always being “on”. But screw that. We survived perfectly well 25 years ago without cell phones in our hands 24-7 and without being flooded with updates from our friends at all hours of the day. This is why I love travelling. It puts things into perspective and reminds you that there’s a whole world out there beyond the screen that needs you to disconnect to reconnect with it. See you in two weeks!