Work-life Balance

“Work to live or live to work?”

I thought about this quite a bit when I was in Europe a few weeks ago.  We attended a friend’s wedding in Holland and those Dutchies have quite a philosophy on vacation, or “holiday” as they put it.  In the Netherlands, the legal minimum employment leave is 4 weeks plus 9 paid holidays – that is the MINIMUM.  Australia is 4 weeks standard, Finland and France are 5 weeks. The United States is listed as “0” days off because vacation is dependent on each individual employer.  The average American working in the private sector receives about 10 days of paid vacation and six paid holidays per year, numbers that fail to meet the minimum amount required by law in 19 other rich countries. BUMMER

I spent quite bit of time working when I was in Europe. I answered emails, texts and worked each night before bed and first thing in the morning.  If I could find a wifi cafe during the day, I made that my first priority.  Around my third day, while in Brussels having breakfast in the hotel restaurant  and remoting in to my work computer, I realized that this is ridiculousness!   And all this nonsense is my own doing, something ingrained and embedded in me and the American culture since I first started working.  Americans work too much! Now that we can work anywhere, work has become a feeding frenzy, so much that even a simple vacation is not valuable enough to TURN IT OFF!  

Who do I pin this craziness on?
Could it possibly be my job?  I work in a crazy business – hospitality.  Everyone works all the time and not only do they pay attention to how many hours they work, they pay attention to everyone else’s. Vacations, while earned, are rarely taken and when they are – you return back to work with angry co-workers griping about the fact that you weren’t there to help with this or that.  Granted, none of us have to work while on vacation but somehow it is expected.  I had emails and texts from co-workers asking about this report, that spreadsheet, and help with various things when I was 4,000 miles away!  I find a general lack of respect when someone takes a vacation – I don’t hear “We got this for you”, but rather; “You’re not going to be here?”

I think most Americans definitely bring some baggage to the work force.  We tend to be “work-centric”,  Baby Boomers especially.  Baby Boomers are extremely hard-working for the most part and are motivated by position, perks and prestige.  They relish long work weeks and define themselves by professional accomplishments, and believe in “face-time” at work.  Given these attributes  embedded in my psyche,  I find shredding my work life to enjoy vacation challenging.  It just hangs over my head.

At the end of the day, the current work ethic of what appears to be the American work force and my generation especially  is that Americans are still obsessed with working and somehow feel that vacation time is frivolous, rather than a necessity and an earned right.

I happen to believe that happy employees make good employees.  A case in point – Genentech – consistently voted as one of the best companies to work for in America.  Why?  Mainly because they value their staff.  They call vacation a “time to recharge” and go so far as to offer a sabbatical every six years for employees, including full pay and benefits.  Standard vacation is 18 days per year, plus designated paid holidays and a year-end shutdown.

People need time for their lives outside of their work “walls”.  This needs to become engrained in American culture. Maybe then will there be hope for me.

I end with a list of what we should NOT be:

  1. Feel so important that our work environment cannot survive without us.
  2. Concerned about the perception of our co-workers because we take vacation time we have EARNED
  3. Enabling our co-workers; they can “have this” while we are gone
  4. Having a hard time relaxing while away – take care of your mind and your body first!
  5. Worrying about your work load when you return – it will be there when you get back.

Commit To Being Busy

I’m so busy – such a cliché.  Those three words epitomize our society – I’m busy, crazy busy, insanity rules, blah, blah, blah.  Well folks – I am actually really busy.  I am in the middle of supporting a PGA tour event where I work, preparing for house guests for a 10-day stay,  and in my spare time, trying to plan a 13-day trip to Holland, Belgium and Germany to commence in less than two weeks. I have been operating on an amped-up schedule for the past two weeks with two weeks left to go in this mode.  House-guests arrive this Friday, the PGA event starts a week from today, and our trip is two weeks from Wednesday.  It’s crunch time, but best laid plans are in place and things are running smoothly. To make this crazy time work for me, I decided to commit to being busy. I suspended my normal “regular” life for a designated time period and I am ending up actually enjoying this madness.  I came to the realization that people try to conduct their “normal” lives around a busy event and it ends up being too much.  Just give it up – albeit temporarily and commit to being busy.  Here are the rules I set for myself:

  • I gave my busy time a time frame.   For me, is was one month.  I blocked my schedule for 30 days, called it “out of commission” on my calendar and devoted myself to it.
  • Make my morning commute do-able.  I scrapped my car, along with road rage, traffic and crabby drivers. I am fortunate enough to be able to take the train to work when I want to.  I found I get to work in better time, and my morning commute is relaxing – yes, relaxing.  My husband drops me off at the train station and I take a brief 15 minute train ride to work.  I take that time to preview work emails and catch up on social media.  Once I arrive at my destination, I have a luxurious 15 minute walk up a tree-lined quiet street to get to the golf club where I work.  I drink my “to go” cup of tea, enjoy the walk, and take that time to formulate my strategy for my upcoming day.
  • Suspend leisure and sport activities.   I don’t need the added stress of trying to cram in a workout, or staying up late to read 5 chapters in a book.  Those activities will be available to me soon enough, and I need my spare time for production.  If I really want to sit and relax, I turn on the TV while laying in bed at the end of the day and catch a quick half hour of something before I fall asleep.  This fills my need for escapism.  I actually think I end up more rested than if I tried to be super woman.
  • Have a few glasses of wine each evening.    Now I’m not promoting alcohol consumption but I decided to come home from my crazy day and have a few glasses of wine.  It is very relaxing, and since I am suspending work outs for a month, I can have a few drinks and unwind.  This has been the best part of the past few weeks.
  • Take advantage of my work computer.  Most of everything we do is online these days so I try to take a few minutes every hour to check my personal email and plan my Europe trip.  This is actually doable.  I list one hotel each day that I want to reserve, and with my five minutes each hour I’m able to research and book.  My husband and I have Skype up all day, so I can chat with him in minutes or at least get my message out there to him so we can plan our schedules accordingly.
  • Relinquish down time.  I am amazed at how much you can get done if you maximize your time.  I skip walking the dog in the morning (we have an invisible fence so she can run around the yard) and take that half-hour each morning to prepare for our house guests (laundry, clean a cabinet, make a list).    I also do the same at night – with my wine glass (of course) –  I knock a few things off my list.
  • Weekend working – drive to work and shop on the way to and the way home.    Since I have been working weekends, I drive to work because the trains don’t run as often.  I actually had time to shop for a dress to wear to the wedding we are attending in Holland on the way to work, and I have stopped numerous times at the grocery on my way home from work to stock up on food for company (I shop from the list I make in the mornings.)

I realize I make all of this sound like a temporary death sentence from fun and happiness, but it actually has given me a great sense of accomplishment.   Remember, if this is a temporary busy time, alleviating all the details and activities of normal life will end up making you more relaxed during your crazy time and will allow you to focus just on that.

Just remember the famous quote from Lucille Ball:  If you want something done, ask a busy person to do it.  The more things you do, the more you can do. 

 

Express Yourself

Humans have been expressing themselves for centuries – cave men drew on walls, Renaissance men sculpted and painted, and as the expression ante became elevated, so did the non verbal creativity  – people began tattooing their bodies, piercing various body parts and turning fashion into iconic art to express themselves.   Verbal expressions reflect the sign of the times, and I guess my expressions date me because when I try to throw some jargon of current lingo into a conversation with my daughters, – I get reminded  that my usage is “not quite right”.  Conversely, when I say an oldie but a goodie, I get the “huh”? response. Although I try to stay current, I’m finding it harder and harder to keep on top of things.  If someone from the 1920’s landed in 2013 – would they understand what we are talking about?

EXPRESSIONS FROM “BACK IN THE DAY” – 20’s and 40’s
All Wet – Describes an erroneous idea or individual, as in, “he’s all wet.”
Big Cheese – The most important or influential person; boss. Same as big shot.
Cat’s Meow – Something splendid or stylish; The best or greatest, wonderful.
Horsefeathers – an expletive; same usage as applesauce (today’s term for “bullshit”)
Spiffy – An elegant appearance
Getting Tight – Getting drunk
Gay – Happy
I haven’t seen you in a coon’s age – Racoon’s have a relatively long life – it means in a long time.

EXPRESSIONS FROM “BACK IN THE DAY” – 50’s and 60’s
Don’t have a cow – don’t get excited
Party pooper – no fun at all
Stacked – female with well proportioned figure
Cool it – relax
Bread – Money
Made in the shade – guaranteed success
Threads – clothes
Cloud 9
Groovy
Swell
Peachy Keen

EXPRESSIONS FROM “BACK IN THE DAY” – 70’s
To the Max
Cool Man
Can you dig it?
No duh
Radical
Pop a Wheelie
Sit on it
In Your face
Don’t be such a spaz
Right on!
Busted!

EXPRESSIONS FROM “BACK IN THE DAY” – 80’s and 90’s
Aiight
‘Sup, b?
Bling-Bling
The Bomb
Buzz Kill
Crunk
Crib
Dope
not!
Nice!
My bad
Phat!
LOL
OMG
Peace Out
Talk to the hand
Bounce
Cribs
Peeps

EXPRESSIONS  – CURRENT!!!
Epic Fail – Disaster
Cluster **#!
Yolo ( you only live once)
Cray – crazy
Shit Show
Rave
Swag
Salty – Moody
Rachet
Tight
Dope

To summarize:
20’s – 40’s

Last weekend we went to this lovely affair.  The owner of the plush estate thought he was the big cheese by  hosting such an ostentatious event.  The home was very spiffy and the food was the cat’s meow.   It was wonderful to see old friends and I bumped into someone I hadn’t seen in a coon’s age.  She looked at me and told me I haven’t changed a bit – horsefeathers! We all got very tight as the evening wore on and a gay time was had by all.

50’s – 70’s
Last weekend we went to this swinging pad.   The owner of the plush estate had it made in the shade to host such a groovy event.  The home was swell and judging by the expensive food you knew he made a lot of bread.    It was wonderful to see old friends and I was on cloud 9 for most of the night.  His pad had 5 TV’s – radical.  The host was wearing the coolest threads.  It was cool man – I dug it.

90’s
Last weekend we went to this awesome crib.  All my peeps were there and the party was really dope. The house was the bomb, equipped with a pool and a dance floor.   I saw this girl that I hadn’t seen in a long time and I was all like ‘Sup, b? I forgot how much I couldn’t stand her – I’m tellin’ ya –   talk to the hand because the face ain’t listening.   After talking to her, I decided it was time to get crunk.  When the mission was accomplished – it was time for me to bounce. Peace out.

Current
Last weekend we went to this tight house – hoping for a rave.  Yolo – ya know?  The palace was really over the top – they had an entire room with medieval costumes in it – that shit cray.  I saw this girl from high school – epic fail of a conversation.  She was just so salty.  After talking to her, the party turned into a cluster fuck – people super drunk and falling all over the place – a shit show.  I had enough and left.