Welcome to fun and fed girl summer
Fun, fun, fun when Daddy takes the masks away
I don't know about you, but this summer feels like someone gave me a convertible with a full tank of gas and an endless stretch of empty road. I've been seeing a ton of out of office messages and hearing from clients that they're off this week and that week. In fact, hardly a day goes by that someone doesn't tell me they're taking off in the near future. It's pretty great. And also very different.
Gettin' the Hell out of Dodge
I've been thinking a lot about this. Sure, it's summer. And sure, people normally wind things down a bit, but I think with last summer being the height of the lockdown and everyone forced to stay in, we all just worked. A lot. And this year with things being open, people are like...
I've been predicting a Woodstock-esque/Rumspringa where people are just carnal, licking things and basically cavorting like there's no tomorrow. To my knowledge, and in my friend group, this hasn't happened...yet. However, I do think after a year + of non-stop work, many of us are just done. As we should be. As a friend of mine said recently, "I'm basically fitting work in."
Turn on those OOOs
Of course as I write this, it's almost 6pm, I have a ton still on my plate and I'm supposed to be OOO starting tomorrow. Oh, and I haven't packed. Plus my apartment is being painted so I need to take all my pictures off the walls and move furniture. So clearly my Rumspringa is a tad delayed. But you expect this newsletter in your inbox and I'm nothing if not prompt.
Fear not, there will be an OOO message for you all next week.
Postcards from the Edge
I hope you're all planning to take some much needed and long overdue time to be with friends and family in the coming weeks. To inspire you, here are some pics of some of my most recent travels...with more on the way.