So I’ve made a few decisions about my job.
About two weeks ago, I gave notice that I wanted to leave by Christmas. The current plan is that December 22nd or 23rd will be my last shows, depending on when my family is free to actually come pick me up.
When I went to talk to my boss about leaving, he made me promise to come back over the summer if the arena tour plan is successful. That tour currently has a start date of June 21st.
So now I’m in a weird position of having a fairly solid backup plan (assuming BAC doesn’t go bankrupt between now and then), which is kind of a really nice place to be in….
And six months of freedom-ish staring at me.
I have no idea what to think of this time as.
The #1 goal was to spend more time at home with my family, while my mom has some good months left. But she’s still working and they’re still working, so what do I do? Just sit there and stare at a wall.
Even outside work hours, I don’t think my mom wants me to glue myself to her hip. I don’t think I want to do that either. Life on tour is so all or nothing that the only way to get any time at home was to get all the time at home, since even working from NYC right now means that PR events and broken equipment keep ruining my days off and my work schedule is so ridiculous right now that if I have a day off, all I want to do is sleep.
I’m also fairly burnt out on a lot of levels. I’m work burnt out. I’m family stress emotionally burnt out.
I just need people to not need me for a little bit.
So… I think I’m taking a Sabbatical. It feels like the laziest thing. I don’t even know. I’m not even good at Sabbaticalling. I signed up for a bazillion courses at the local county college. I crammed in a winter session course. I had six courses planned for the spring.
Then I started to feel the same burnt out ball rising and I thought, “why the heck are you doing this, crazy person?” The point is to not go at 110 mph for a few months. So I dropped that winter session course and scaled back to only four courses on Tuesdays and Thursdays.
But again, it feels a little lazy.
I was wondering when burn outs and Sabbaticals and things like that became so popular because I feel like our parents and our grandparents didn’t really do things like that. Sabbaticals were for like college professors to go research a new book.
Or maybe rich people get to do things like Sabbaticals and mini-retirements. I don’t really know. They don’t seem like things the average Mel can do.
I’m a little sad to derail my retire in 11 years plan, but on the flip side, I don’t think I have it in me to work this hard for that long. I need a little more balance. Sometimes I just feel like this empty shell, moving through life, just working all the time. Where are the good things? Are there good things? I’m really not sure.
It seems like it’s time to try to find some good things. I think I’ve prepared enough financially for it too, but I guess we’ll see.