When construction goes, everything goes. When construction leaves, everyone leaves.
Posted at 6:00 a.m.
The start of the construction vacation is also the start of the vacation for a large majority of Quebecers who do not know how to hold a hammer. The roads to escape will be crowded for the next few hours with people fleeing the multitude to find it elsewhere.
The term holiday comes from the fact that in the XIXe century, the bourgeois left their main residence, leaving it vacant, to go and occupy their secondary residence. Even today, it is our homes that are vacant, not the places visited. So much so that for the next 15 days, the most peaceful place on the planet, this much sought-after oasis, will be our abandoned apartment.
That’s not the only nonsense this time of year. In the dictionary, holiday is synonymous with rest. In reality, it is anything but that.
The holidays are job !
First, you have to plan them. Find the destination, book transportation to get there and accommodation to stay there. As we all take our holidays at the same time, it is far from obvious. Going to live a week or two away from home is like a small move. We must be able to find all the essential elements for our daily routine, add our basic clothes, plus those for the beach, plus those more dressed to go to the restaurant, plus a windbreaker in case of rain, plus a little wool in case cool evenings, caps, shoes, sandals, books, a first aid kit and a computer. Everything must be able to compress in a hand luggage.
To succeed, it takes a doctorate in origami. The suitcases are barely packed, your holidays have already exhausted you.
There was a time when the schedule of emptiness was simple: sunbathe, go in the water, sunbathe, drink, go in the water, sunbathe, eat, go in the water, be sunbathe, drink and eat. This program is completely outdated. The yachtsman being toaster is in greater danger than one bathing. That’s why, if the lifeguards really want to save us, they should be more busy smearing us with cream than watching the waves.
Before, the more you came back tanned from your days off, the better your summer had been. Now, the complexion does not guarantee anything. Strength training is the measure of your success. If your calf has developed by dint of cycling through the Gaspé, if your biceps have grown by dint of dragging your backpack, you have taken advantage of the beautiful season.
Stillness is no longer the desired position. Today, we have to move. Activate. take a kayak, a hang glider or a rocket. Doing nothing is no longer the right thing to do.
Before, the holidays were idleness, today it’s the Tour de France! The more miles walked, racing heart rates, and calories burned our watch shows, the happier we are with our days off.
Calm down! Learn to relax. Exit race mode, adopt ride mode.
In two weeks, many people will return to work, completely exhausted. By releasing the famous reflection, worthy of Yogi Berra: “I would need a vacation to recover from my vacation. » Don’t do like the airlines, don’toverbook not your calendar. Give yourself time to breathe. It’s okay if your Facebook friends seem to be having more fun than you. The success of your holidays is not that they are liked by others, but by yourself. And sometimes, what may seem boring for others is just perfect for the one who is experiencing it. The flat being more comfortable than the hilly.
The holidays of construction are the holidays of its reconstruction. Rebuild his frame collapsed by the weight of the work. So don’t increase your workload. Lighten up! Lighten up!
I know, my column is a little shorter than usual. This is to leave you alone sooner!
That said, if your only way to rest your mind is by tiring your body, tire yourself, tire yourself!
Happy holidays, relaxing or not!