Get off the treadmill
I Needed A Break
It feels like I’ve been running wide open all year long. My wife and I were talking a few nights ago about how busy our lives have become – we’re both serve on the boards of some local non-profits, she’s getting her PhD, working full-time, and I’ve got three full-time businesses as well. The word “No” is not something either one of us say very well; I can’t speak for her, but for me it kind of feels like I’m letting someone down by saying no. Consequently, I end up having my hand in a lot of things, many of which aren’t profit-centers, but all have value – at least to me – and it just gets overwhelming. But after two record-breaking quarters for our real estate team, a move into a new home, and some other projects, it just got to be too much – I needed a break. The treadmill had gotten too fast. When I see photos like the one above, I KNOW that people actually take their work lives to that level and it makes me wonder – how can they do it?
Tiger Woods, Tiger Woods Ya’ll
Rocky posted “Okay For A Monday” a few weeks back and it got me thinking about my own schedule. In the post, Rocky talked about how he sets hours, and distributes those to his clients. I feel like I do a good job of setting clear expectations with my own clients on when I can and can’t work with them, and with others on my team it makes it easier to balance responsibilities. But as soon as I take off my REALTOR® hat, there’s another one I’ve got to put on, it seems, and so after reading Rocky’s post I decided it was time for a break. My wife had taken time off earlier in the summer with some girlfriends, and now it was my turn – I needed off the treadmill.
Tiger Woods I’m not. A golfer – albeit a bad one – I am. Nevertheless I called some buddies from college, found someone who didn’t mind us all crashing at his house, piled the golf clubs in the car and headed for Maryland. We’ve all known each other for a long time, as much as 25 years or so, so it’s the same everytime we get together – we tell the same stories, make the same jokes, do the same things, each and every time, but it’s so much fun. It was so awesome to get together with people who didn’t want to talk real estate, who didn’t want to discuss brokerage fees or ethics or marketing techniques – they just wanted to hang out, play golf, cuss/scratch/burp and not care who saw it. Sorry, Heather Elias, if we embarrassed you, and thank you for the round of golf – we tried to be on our best behavior but there WERE some moments.
I Missed Real Estate
As I was driving back to Blacksburg on Sunday, I had the windows down, the radio blaring, and I was singing – poorly – regardless of whether I knew the words or not. It was kind of like the responsibilities had been lifted, and I was just enjoying being alive. As I drove I chatted with folks on Twitter, and I realized as I reconnected with real estate folks that I was looking forward to Monday. I was looking forward to the phone calls, and the emails, and all of the things that just four days prior I’d been dreading. It made me realize, that as much as I complain about taking time off and all that I’ll be missing if I do, sometimes it feels good to just say “No – I’m sorry, I’ll be taking some time off.”
Thanks, Rocky, for the nudge. I know everyone here is just as busy as I am, but I hope that you’ll take some time for yourselves as well. I can’t tell you how rejuvenating it was.