Why Take a Vacation?

Many Americans don’t use all their vacation days because coming back to piles of work is so stressful—this according to a recent study. The understandable decision not to take a vacation has got me thinking.

  • As a leader, do you model taking time off?
  • Do you unplug or restrict email use when you are on vacation?
  • During the summer months, how can you make work time more seasonally appropriate—stretchier, sunnier—in some way more relaxed?

One of my clients surprised his staff when he stopped the practice of his CEO predecessor, who had sent emails to staff members day and night, year round. As the new CEO, Paul modeled work/life balance by attending his children’s school activities and going on vacation. Staff followed suit, and satisfaction with work/life balance quickly shot up.

Once when I told a client that I’d check email a couple of times a day while I was vacationing in France, my consulting partner spoke up and said, “oh no you don’t; I’m here and working; you are going on vacation.” I needed that curb on my control-freak tendencies.

Whether or not you take time off this summer, here are ways to model making summer stretchier and sunnier. I invite you to post more ideas in the comments section of this blog.

  • At least once a week, invite others to join you outdoors for a bag lunch.
  • Use staff meeting check-in time (5-10 minutes of an hour-long meeting) to share summer memories, like mine below. (Yours don’t have to be poems—but they CAN be. Try haiku!)
  • Bring the outdoors into the office—flowers, homegrown herbs, vegetables and fruits
  • Encourage folks to learn more about each other. What’s a summer activity they enjoy? When they were a kid, what did they most like about summer?

June 30 may be the mad end of your fiscal year. Or maybe it’s hard to divvy up work when people take time off in July and August. At the same time, just as our muscles work at full strength only if they can let go of holding, we have to learn how to relax.

First Fireflies

Early June, and I stare into dark
Wondering where and when they’ll come,
These delightful beacons of summer.

Was it a porch light through a quiver of birch
Or—over there–a trick of the eye?
Another flash, and then a third—

Ah–the tiny fellows have come
To celebrate their love and bring
Me back to nights in Arkansas

When we sat on our grownups’ laps, lulled
By the to and fro of rocking chairs,
The summer heat, and family voices

Lowing, like the cattle beyond the fence.
In the deeper dark, the lightning bugs
Arrive, and we cousins rush among

The stardust to cup them in our small
Hands, so they will make our fingers
Glow and we can feel them tickle

Gently, like my mother’s feathery
Eyelash brushing my kissed cheek.
Opening our hands, we let them go

And spreading my arms like wings, I tilt
My head skyward to the bigger lights
That spin around our haloed heads.

poem ©2013 Merryn Rutledge

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