I don’t know if it’s my French side, or if it’s just me. But this much I know: I can’t stop. I can’t stop learning, I can’t stop thinking, I can’t stop worrying, I can’t stop working, and I can’t stop having new ideas. Yes, I know: most of you will feel tired just reading this. Sorry.
The thing is, I am on holidays in Bali -of all places. But I still have to do a lot. I just have to. Despite the stunning sceneries, the rice paddies and the amazing art, there is always something to do. Always. Not to mention that as a mum, you are never off duty. Never. There is always a drama waiting to happen.
How do I switch off? Why can’t I switch off? I have no excuse whatsoever…
How did I become like this? Maybe it’s just us French (if there is such a thing as us French). I was reading the news this morning ( that’s something else I can’t stop doing). Apparently, French farmers are throwing manure on tourists’ cars to emphasise their points (something to do with wanting more money and/or tax breaks). They can’t stop either. Come to think of it, social conflicts tend to be more intense in my home country. Maybe we are just more intense. I seriously wonder.
So what to do ? Well, I keep trying. Maybe things will improve. I hope so. Maybe we women are just serial worriers, and I am no exception.
How do you learn to let go? I need to be in the here and now. Right. Easier said than done!
Don’t get me wrong, I am having a great time. I just need, well, to stop being me for a few days.
What about you? How do you switch off? How do you stop being, well, you…And should I send the children to the kids club for starters?