“What do you mean you have to go to work in the summer?”
This from the lips of my precocious, yet insightful, 9 year old son.
I have to admit, I’ve had the same thought lately.
As both a parent and a career person, the rhythm of my life is very much affected by the rhythm of my children’s lives…including the seasonal changes driven by the calendar of a student.
In the fall as they prepare for back to school, I often find myself also exploring and committing to some new learning opportunity (e.g. honing my social media skills, attending a conference on a marketing topic I want to learn more about or flexing my creative muscles through a writing class or cooking etc.).
Similarly, when school ends in June and they get to kick back and take a break…I find myself longing for one too.
Sure things slow down in the summer a bit at work, there are half day Summer Friday’s, long holiday weekends, and the requisite summer vacation.
But sometimes it still doesn’t feel like enough.
I think what I am really longing for is…camp.
The opportunity to go to a different and special location, to move to a different rhythm, to experience new people and new ideas.
To swim, hike, be outdoors more. Try my hand at different skills- like pottery, lanyard, belt making etc.
Bring more music into my life with campfire songs and sing alongs.
How can I feel more the spirit of camp, while sitting 9 to 5 at my desk?
I could start packing Smores with my lunch, but I don’t think that’s a really viable solution. Not for my waistline at least.
One thing I’m trying to do is to get out and go for a walk at lunch.
While I’m not exploring wooded hiking trails, I am trying to find new streets and stores in Soho that I don’t already know.
And I am stopping often for a Pinkberry gelato on the way back to the office which does gives me a feeling of re-freshment (and sure beats the sugary Popsicles of my youth).
This little infusion of summer time in my work day doesn’t quite quench my thirst for a bonafide carefree childhood summer…but it’s a start.
That’s my point of view. What’s your twist?
How do you add a little summer camp to your work life?