We all look forward to them. Having time off, away from reality. From work, washing, tidying and cooking. It’s like loving in a bubble for a week or two; a really chilled out bubble.
I was going to take a full blogging break. No new posts in the almost two weeks I would be away. I wanted to keep up with Instagram but lack of WiFi and signal in the hotel slammed that plan. I wasn’t doing much on social media and would just reply to any work emails. I’d even decided to keep off WhatsApp and only chat now and then or more 1:1.
I was looking forward to it! Blogging has become like my second job. The extra money is fab but I’m not going to lie and say it’s always fun. It takes up a lot of time and effort and sometimes feels like a 24/7 job. Will I get all the work done? Will I actually get any work? Can I keep up with social media? Can I keep consistent stats? It does feel pretty endless and the answer to all of above is quite often a no.
So I was surprised on holiday to find I was really missing it. Occasionally picking up my phone to start tapping away at an idea. Asking the hubby to hotspot his better 4G signal so I could post a few pictures and stories on Instagram. I remember last year not missing it too much. I still kept up with a little social media but coming home was hard work and it took me a while to get back into the swing of it. I already have a growing list of bits to do when I get back and I know I won’t be doing anything until I get home and have relaxed.
But I’m missing it all. The writing, the pictures, the chat, even some of the mundane jobs. My blogging routine.
I guess what is the point of this post? I suppose I feel good that I miss it. That blogging, although was always a hobby and about the writing, when it feels more like work, it’s good to know I enjoy it. To miss something you work at when on holiday has to be a good thing!
I’ll be looking forward to being back next week.