Yesterday began day one of 90 that I’ll be taking as a sabbatical from work.
Every five years at Automattic we’re given an awesome gift of a paid sabbatical – something I’ve never dreamt possible in our current age. The word “sabbatical” is heavily laden with teaching references. Even dictionaries reference education in its definition:
sabbatical | səˈbadək(ə)l |
a period of paid leave granted to a university teacher or other worker for study or travel, traditionally one year for every seven years worked: she’s away on sabbatical | he requested permission to take a sabbatical in Istanbul | he took a three-month sabbatical from his job as CEO of a family business.
What am I planning on doing with this time I have? A whole lot of nothing. Well, not really, but I’m keeping my plans simple.
- Spend time with the parental units. Learn a bunch of recipes from my mom that I want to know how to make.
- Get close to riding 100mi in one day on my bicycle.
- Build something with wood or metal like a chair, shed, etc.
- Read a bunch.
Ninety days will go by super quick. Here’s to making each day last.