I’m a workaholic. At least I’m a recovering workaholic. I’m trying to be better; to find a better balance in my life. I used to be proud about how much I worked. I would wear a 90-hour work week like a badge of honor. I now realize how damaging that was, and I don’t want to be like that anymore.
What I didn’t realize was the ripple effect of my imbalance on my family. My kids saw an example of a man who just couldn’t get his mind off work long enough to really enjoy his life. I regret that now. This article from Harvard Business Review might make you stop and think about the importance of vacation. Not just for you, but for your kids as well.