A lot of you know that I’m kind of a workaholic. I have several jobs, and am passionate about each one. I count myself blessed to get to have three jobs I love instead of one that I hate.  

Most of the time my work doesn’t really feel like work, which rules, but which also means that sometimes I look up and three weeks have gone by and I feel like all I’ve done is work. So I’ve had to force myself to take time off, because I’ve gotten burned out before and that’s not fun at all. So I’ve been taking a day off every week. A full day, with no work at all, just hanging out with Scottie and either getting stuff done around the house, or doing fun stuff, or sometimes doing absolutely nothing. It’s my favorite day of the week.