While many people are shopping their hearts and their pocketbooks out, I’m hibernating this weekend. I was supposed to have guests, but things happened and they didn’t come. So I have what a friend calls “found time.” Indeed.
I could have filled it with regular activities: working out, mall walking, coffee klatching with friends. But I chose to stay home and regroup. Got a head start on holiday decorations; decided on the cookies I’m making for the cookie exchange; had leisurely chats with family members who live far away; and thought about the coming year.
I imagine bears don’t do a lot of mental things when they’re hibernating; it seems to be about sleeping instead. But for me, holing up in my home and catching up on various projects, particularly without constantly being on the Internet, is what hibernating is about.
I read recently that people who disconnect from Facebook for a week are less envious and less disgruntled. On the basis of a few days over Thanksgiving, I am Exhibit A that this is true. It’s more liberating than it is hibernating.
Leave a Reply