What is the best way to rest?

2024 Author: James Gerald | [email protected]. Last modified: 2023-12-17 14:00

Observing others, I made one prosaic and at the same time startling conclusion. We do not know how to rest! And the rest options we have adopted are not capable of giving exactly the result we are counting on, but what is the best way to rest?

For example:

Take my colleague Natasha. For a whole year she saved up money for a tour of the capitals of Europe. I bought a ticket - happy as an elephant: "I will rest at least once, like a white man …" Two weeks later I arrived, went to work - all in impressions, photographs and souvenirs. The office spit up while she told and showed everything. This extravaganza lasted five days - no more. And when all the stories were told, all the photos were shown, Natashkin's cheerfulness vanished. I looked at her then: blue eyes, look shabby, tired; and I thought - God forbid "to rest" like that - to plow like a Negro on a hacienda for 11 months - gallop across Europe for two weeks, and then labor plowing again.

By the way, about the hacienda. My mom spends the whole weekend there, calling it "vacation". Well, just think, there, plant flowers, water, weed, sprinkle potatoes, tie tomatoes. In the summer, my parent leaves for the dacha on Friday evening, and returns late on Sunday. To put it mildly, "none". Looking at it, I think about how some people manage to organize their "rest" in such a way that by the beginning of the working week they are in about the same condition as an elk knocked down by a Zaporozhets: it seems to be alive, but somehow it sucks. AND how best to rest, but clearly not so.

My beloved brother in his free time is ready to watch the computer day and night. Games replace each other, like pictures in a children's kaleidoscope. And those, in turn, are pushed aside by the Internet. It happens that he gets so carried away that he even forgets to eat. From behind the monitor gets up only in emergency situations. And the cherished "power" button turns off late in the evening, when my brother crawls away from the computer rack towards the bed: his head is cracking, his eyes hurt, his brains are not thinking. So the fry rested. Watching him, I remember the tale of wasted time.

My friend prefers an active lifestyle. I went to rest: roller skates, skates, skis, if I had money, I would also take up diving. And there, you see, parachuting and mountaineering will remain. In her free time, she runs around the park like an avid roller-roller, does shaping and runs into the pool. In general, she only has enough energy for this. Rolling home, she falls on the sofa and is forgotten by the sleep of the baby. And in the morning she doesn't understand where the bruise on her knee comes from, and why the muscles of her arms and legs hurt so much.

Every vacation my boss goes somewhere to the south: Cyprus, Egypt, Greece, Spain, Italy, at worst Turkey. He comes back all so tanned and cheerful. And a week later, at the time of taking sick leave - acclimatization with all the ensuing snot and sore throats. Well, what's the fun?

I have been for three years

I work without vacation, somehow I can't take it off. AND how best to rest I haven't decided yet. As soon as I get ready, some urgent matters arise at work. But this year, nothing will stop me. In a week I will get my vacation pay and … I will spend it on renovating my apartment. You have to do it sometime. And here my husband and I will be free for three whole weeks … We can only dream of peace.

In general, we know how to rest, gentlemen. It is a fact.

Tanya Larina