A long weekend away restores me almost as much as a holiday.
I very rarely play hookie from work. In fact haven’t done so since I was a whipper snapper. But there’s always a first.
I read a thread about when people want to retire and one line struck me now I suffer repeated back pain. What’s the point in paying with your health for wealth and then using your wealth to pay for your health? In other words why put so much into your work that your health suffers so that later in life you need to spend all your savings on your health.
My back problems largely stem from work. Stress. Too much sitting. Not enough time to exercise.
And given my idea of a gorgeous life involves being healthy and travelling, I ran away recently.
AND I DIDN’T FEEL GUILTY.
Sorry, just had to shout that out.
Only two days missed from work mind you. And my back was so bad I wouldn’t have been able to work for one of those days anyway. I rarely have a day off work for sickness. In the last three years there’s been one day. Which makes me question why I am such a martyr.
The back pain was particularly bad. So I tried acupuncture and cupping. Don’t know why it worked, don’t know how, but the relief was immense.
So here I am. Watching the desert birds come in for an evening drink in a bird bath.