COMMENT: When was the last time you packed light? Actually packed light — two changes of clothes, pajamas, a book and your laptop? That's what I did this last weekend. I packed and walked out the door.
As a mum to two toddlers, this happens rarely. The purpose was to both recharge and spend time on my under loved business. You know that saying working in the business, not on it? That was me.
Six months ago I'd booked one of Dr Julie's Bhosales' Working Mum retreat on a bit of a whim. As the weekend neared I felt guilty, who was I to be swanning off? Leaving my (capable) husband with the kids to deal with Kindy pickups, Saturday morning swimming classes, bedtimes and washing (all the washing!), I felt the mum guilt kick in and settle down to stay in the pit my stomach. This is what other people got to do.
When Julie rang me to check in that I had all the information that I needed for the weekend her voice was one of reason.
Feeling guilty was part and parcel of the deal, but once I got in the car and on the motorway Auckland bound, the load would lighten, and it did.