Friday chickenBecause it’s Friday AGAIN. And because traditions are important. In which I cover the good stuff and the hard stuff in my week, trying for the non-preachy, non-annoying side of self-reflection.

And you get to join in if you feel like it.

In any given week there are always a few things that fall into both the “hard” and the “good” categories at the same time.

This week it’s pretty much all of them.

I can embrace a good paradox as well as the next tree-hugging yoga teacher, but this is getting to be kind of absurd.

Oh well. It’s Friday. Let’s go.

The hard stuff

Retreating.

So as you know from last week, I went on retreat. For four days.

It was mostly fabulous but oh boy, there was plenty of hard.

Four whole days without a computer!

Four days. No internet.

Sure, I know some people take breaks from being plugged in. But only because I like to read about this phenomenon online.

And in theory I approve. But in reality?

Seriously, if you don’t count the two weeks that I was deathly ill in Berlin, it’s been about … oh, ten years since I spent that much time offline.*

It was actually much, much easier than I’d built it up to be but just the expectation of withdrawal pains was totally challenging.

*Don’t mock my addiction, please. It’s painful *and* it finances my entire life. So my terror — however unnecessary — makes perfect sense (to me, at least).

Four whole days without my gentleman friend.

Nooooooooooooo! Never doing that again. You heard it here first.

In fact, I just bought him a plane ticket to come with me to SXSW. He couldn’t care less about the conference so he’s basically going to be hanging out in Austin for the better part of a week.

But he’s coming with.*

* I feel like I need to add a “by George!” or something to that sentence, but can’t think of anything that works.

Carpal tunnel.

Ow, painful.

Ow, frustrating.

I have a ridiculously high number of things I want to say. Not being able to write them down is extremely annoying.

The good stuff

Carpal tunnel.

You would not believe how much I’m outsourcing. Stuff I should have handed off to a VA at least two years ago.

Yes, it’s annoying but it’s streamlining my business!

I’m making big, crazy changes in old systems. Big, crazy smart changes. And it’s opening up a lot of creative time for me.

To the point that I’m feeling really appreciative. And not in some phony, irritating, holier-than-thou “I appreciate hardships because they’re life lessons” sort of way.

Because that would be kind of obnoxious.

Just genuinely liking the fact that this uncomfortable situation was a big enough incentive to get me to make some hugely important changes in my business.

Four days without my gentleman friend.

No, I’m so not going to say that absence makes the heart grow fonder. This heart already is fonder.

Plus that’s a stupid thing to say.

This wasn’t really a good thing. But my understanding of just how much it’s not a good thing was really useful.

Knowing that it’s worthwhile for me to drag him along on trips and conferences arrange for him to go on holiday with me every once in a while … that’s useful too.

Four days without my computer.

This was incredible.

And that’s speaking as someone who regularly exhibits dangerous addict behavior with the internet.

Not having any idea what was happening in my email inbox was astonishingly fine. It helped that I knew Marissa was on top of things.

And she’s so great that when I came back there were only about four things she needed my input on as opposed to hundreds which would have been the case a few months ago.

Not being on Twitter was bizarre and challenging but not as excruciating as I’d built it up to be.

The elation I’m feeling is exactly the same flavor as when I realized I was finally a non-smoker. Or when I’d gone my first month without sugar (nine years ago, almost exactly) and knew I wasn’t going back.

Retreeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaat! Retreat.

Being on retreat was amazing.

Spending serious hours studying with the remarkable Paul Grilley (who is wise and patient and wonderful) … mindblowingly great.

Doing hours of yoga everyday … exactly what I needed.

Hanging out with Pace and Kyeli and their son and their cats … a treat.

Can’t wait to retreat again. I’m hoping soon.

Ez lives here! And I’m still talking about it!

It’s been a month since my kid brother moved in. And I could not be happier about it.

Having him around is so perfect. If only for the spit takes.

Also, this week we invented a new style of kung fu inspired by Bob Hope. That’s how much fun we have.

That’s it for me …

And yes yes yes, of course you can join in my Friday ritual right here in the comments bit if you feel like it.

Yeah? Anything hard and/or good happen in your week?

And, as always, have a glorrrrrrrrrrrrious weekend. And a happy week to come.

The Fluent Self