Tonight is one of those times.
I missed my Monday post because it was a travel day… SEA -> DEN -> DRO (complete with two attempts at the last landing — note to flight attendants everywhere: getting on the PA to reassure passengers about the level of our pilot’s training and experience is not actually reassuring. It was the second time in my life that I’ve been on a plane where kids on the plain exclaimed “We’re all gonna DIE!!!!!” and thankfully, neither time were the kids right).
I’ve been here getting acclimatized to my new job immersion-style, which has not been my finest example of work / life harmony in some ways (self-imposed long hours, no yoga, no writing time) but not so bad in others. Despite the long hours, I’ve had nightly FaceTime “good nights” with my man at home (he’s remodeling the kitchen while I’m staying in a nice clean hotel room) and I’ve managed to eat better this trip than I used to on the road during my rep days. So while I’d planned a couple of hours to write tonight, instead I spent that time talking stain and trim colors and flooring with Ryan, and I’m good with that. Sometimes, I’ll be phoning it in. And sometimes, that’s okay. Like today.
I’ve been reading reading reading about work and business and balance and leadership and was going to write about all of that this week, but instead, I’m going to just share that it’s been a pleasure to wake up every day so far this week, have a bowl of cereal with fruit in my hotel room, make myself a cup of rooibos tea with almond milk to go, and then walk a few minutes down small town streets to an office populated by friendly dogs and people who look at me disapprovingly when I admit that I worked late again and didn’t get outside to play. I like small towns. Durango reminds me of some of my favorites… a little bit of Port Townsend, with a lot of Hood River and a healthy dose of Nelson, BC. I like noticing the grocery store down the street when I first arrive, and then walking there to get apples and almond milk for snacks to settle in. I like walking by coffee shops and young men on long boards and twentysomethings congregated on a bench outside a store talking about their evening plans with the kind of comfortable familiarity — the unassumingness? — that you just don’t see in the city. I am such a small town girl… spending time in small towns reminds me where I come from, and where I feel the most at home. I’m lucky that my new neighborhood in Seattle is kinda small town, or else I don’t think I’d be long for the city at all.
My goal for tonight was to get to bed tonight instead of tomorrow morning, and if I log off now I’ll easily make that goal a reality. So what’s the score… how are you doing with the whole “harmony” thing? Share your progress in the comments below!