Do you need a break? From what?
Two thoughts come to mind in quick succession:
Grass is greener in the other side of the fence.
Relax. Nothing is under control.
Break! Sure. I haven’t yet met an individual that says they don’t want a break and this is one part where I don’t step away from the herd.
Everyone subscribes to the ‘grass is greener on the other side of the fence’ thought and everyone wants a break from their side of the fence. Yet, no one looks too deep to scrutinise if it really is all that green. Green comes in shades and while I may love the fresh luscious green of a leaf sprouted after the first rains, you may prefer the olive green in a slightly more mature forest. And every shade of green is created differently, yet, from a distance it all seems the same. And we always love what we can see in the distance. The mirage! To me green grass is just a lot of dung mixed in as manure! Looks awesome from the distance but squelches and stinks if you land in it. I’m happy with the hay on my side of the fence, it’s dry and doesn’t stink and dusts off on the doormat without leaving a mess behind!
So, now, if you ask me, if I need a break. I will say sure. Why not! It will help me rejuvenate and will give the family sometime to realise either how much they value my craziness or how much more intriguing life just got!! But I don’t need a break from the kids. They are hilarious and a stupendous source of entertainment. And I am always game for a good guffaw!
I need a real break from some of the other aspects of my life. The ones where there are societal norms imposed and there are certain expectations that you have to meet. Definitely can do with a break from those. I don’t want to handle or deal with someone else’s nonsense. I can generate enough of my own! The ones that you don’t get a choice from. Or tips to work around them, because I have reached that part of my life where I just want to live the life I have chosen, not the one imposed on me. I don’t want to entertain or provide entertainment. I want to sit outside on the grass on a tottering camp chair and just laugh at life as it unfolds. Looking up into the sky or far into the horizon, not at the grass on the other side of that fence. Or even consider if it’s green. Or if that’s just another shade for manure! And because no matter what happens, I know for a fact that I cannot control everything that happens and that’s perfectly ok. It’s taken me a big part of my life to understand this, and life’s good.
Just a little more 