Well, I’m home from vacation.
Ready to jump right back into the swing of things.
Eager to get started on all those ideas I thought about over the past two weeks.
Ever feel like that after a vacation?
I just spent hours upon hours thinking about and envisioning all the things I wanted to do — with all that driving, there was often nothing to do but think. And there are definitely tasks I’m excited to get started on.
And yet I feel like … maybe tomorrow.
The odd thing is, I even recognize that I’m doing it. So what gives? Why is my motivation so sluggish when it should be revved up and primed to go?
I see two very different forces at work here.
The first is that I’m a little bit depressed. Not so much about the vacation being over — although that’s something many people do struggle with upon returning home. No, this funk is rooted a little deeper than that.
You see, two days after returning home, I dropped my son off at college.
He’s now one of those wide-eyed freshmen. And the first of my kids to leave the nest, so to speak. You know that feeling where you’re happy, excited, and proud … and at the same time like your heart’s being ripped out of your chest? That’s college move-in day for a parent.
So I’m feeling a little lost this week. It’s harder to stay focused and ignore the distractions. I know he’s going to have the time of his life there. And I know I’m going to adapt to these changes, too. But right now … it’s hard, you know?
Which brings me to the other “force” I mentioned earlier. Because there’s one thing that could have helped me through this bit of turmoil without so much lost productivity.