My name is Liza and my days are peppered with guilt.
Do tell me: is this is only me, or if you might feel the same way? Let’s hear it in the comments box below.
I feel guilty if I want to sleep later in the morning. I feel guilty if I want to sit longer with my cup of tea and stare into the garden. I feel guilty if I eat out when I have a full fridge. I feel guilty if I want to take a nap. I feel guilty if I want to watch a movie in the middle of the afternoon. I feel guilty if I want to do nothing but read all day. You get the drift.
Is this a generational thing? Or, is this from my family where you had to be productive to be accepted and respected.
Here’s the latest. I’m officially “retired” now. I feel guilty being retired (even though I worked all my life). And: as a retired person, am I “entitled” to a vacation, even though apparently my whole life is a vacation now?
(Never mind that I tutor ESL from my home, help young people with their college entrance exams, write Camp Liza and guest blog for Sixty and Me.)
I turn to my animals for guidance. My cats hunt if they see something, but otherwise, their life is about enjoying the morning breeze, napping on the verandah, nibbling some kibble, sipping some water, watching the birds, enjoying a rainstorm blowing in. My dog has an early morning nap, a late morning nap, a noon nap, an afternoon nap, pre dinner nap, after dinner nap, and a nap before going to bed. Okay, maybe animals aren’t the best example. But still, pure pleasure filled enjoyment of life.
Living with guilt is exhausting! This has got to stop. To that end, I created a meme.
Okay. I’m off to kick my guilt habit. I’ll let you know how it goes.
PS Read my guest post over at Sixty & Me on retirement as a time of luxurious gifts.
PPS Erase the expression, “guilty pleasure” from your vocabulary. The word pleasure says it all.