Only briefly. And only for one day. And really not even the full day. But I had a moment where I actually tossed my phone back in my purse and said, "No. I'm not worrying about that. I'm not answering that email because I deserve ONE FREAKING DAY of not working."
I get that doing this faculty gig means I'm working pretty much all the time, but I think I deserve at least one day where I shouldn't have to think about work-related stuff. I'm getting into a spot where I realize I'm not able to sleep because I can't stop thinking about one component of work or another. This particular problem was related to a journal I edit. We're close to getting an issue out and doing final formatting and I had done my final edits on a bunch of articles of Friday and turned them over for formatting. Then I taught a class all day Saturday, only to get a bunch of emails Saturday email about those articles while I was sitting in a school event for one of my kids. I tried to handle it best I could over my phone, then some more from my computer last night, then did some more work this morning, but MrMountain and I had a "date night" scheduled for night. We NEVER go out. NEVER. His work schedule is such so that he only has one night a week that he is off, Sundays. I often have Monday morning meetings, so don't want to go out. With Valentine's coming up this week, I had decided last week I wanted a date night tonight.
And then I started getting more emails about those damned articles. And that's when I decided, NO. I deserve one freaking night without work. One. ONE. That's all I'm asking for. I'm starting to feel like I'm losing my mind just a bit with work. I've got too much on my plate and nothing can give, and I feel like all that's giving is my sanity. So as I was about to answer the email, I decided, screw it. What's going to happen if I don't answer this until tomorrow? Is someone going to die? Is the world going to come to an end? No. I am going to enjoy a nice dinner with my husband and I am not answering the freaking email until tomorrow. And I did. A nice 2+ hour meal at a nice restaurant.
It's the little things, but you have to grab victory where you can. I feel like I grabbed just a bit of control back over my life. Back to the insanity tomorrow.