A Part of Wordless Wednesday
and
my second contribution to WPC:Relax.
capturing in prose
Who made the word ‘work-life balance’ and why? It must be easy to answer the question when you don’t stick to its definition. Pablo Picasso said
When I work I relax; doing nothing or entertaining visitors makes me tired.
Needless to say, only few people can find a job makes you relax. So, it might be good to quote words by Vanessa Williams.
I think there’s a time to work, and everyone has to kind of adjust. And then there’s a time to relax, and be the mom or take the kids on vacation when you need to wind down. So it’s a matter of planning, and being able to map out your year or your week or let’s start with the day. It is just being multi-tasking and being available.
Anyway, all of us should engrave the fact into hearts that we relax because someone made it.
In response to the weekly photo challenge, Relax by The Daily Post.
It was a national holiday called ‘Labor’ Thanksgiving Day on 23 Nov in Japan, which is a bit different from Thanksgiving Day in US.
Interestingly a typical joke of the holiday was given on 22 Nov, a day before Labor Thanksgiving.
“Too busy. How can I take a day off. Who established the Labor Thanksgiving, er?”
“Nobody knows. We have only one month to New Year Day and we still have many things to do.”
“Okay! It’s a holiday tomorrow and, I guess, you’re gonna drink a lot and have no plan other than watching TV. Let’s have a meeting tonight.”
“Sigh. It would be unlimited-time one.”
“Don’t you know it means thank-you-for-working-hard day?”
Time to time, it’s not a joke but a serious social problem.
Taking about myself, of course, I went back home as usual and enjoyed autumn leaves of Japanese maple trees next morning of Labor Thanksgiving Day. “紅葉狩り(Momiji-gari, literally hunting autumn leaves)” is indispensable for spending a relaxing time in busy days.
I plan to post another photo of autumn leaves again tomorrow.
勤労感謝の日の前日となると何故か夜に打ち合わせの打診がある。そういえばクリスマスも同じ。何故そんなに働きたがるのか?どうも腑に落ちない。
In response to the weekly photo challenge, It’s Not This Time of Year Without… by The Daily Post.
You may have an experience of blowing soap bubbles. It would be joyful memories. A few weeks ago, when I was taking a walk in a park close to my house, suddenly I became aware of a fact that the pleasure of memories about bubbles were not only coming from a happy time of my childhood but formed by seeing breaking smiles of children. We maybe forget such a magic under a relentless pressure of an urban life.
In response to the photo challenge: Magic by The Daily Post.