I read today that one in four of us never stops for lunch.
We work all day, without even a coffee break.
Is it because…
- we think we’re indispensable?
- we want to be seen to be snowed under?
- we hope the boss will notice?
- we feel we OUGHT to?
How arrogant is that!
Why live on ‘Planet Stress’?
I knew a workaholic.
Always running to keep up.
Always rushing to finish a contract and start the next.
Always working right up to the wire on Christmas Eve.
Always working late the day before a holiday.
Always working on Bank Holidays.
Always talking about what he’d do when he retired.
And then it happened.
Out of the blue.
In our garden.
He collapsed and died, four days after he finally retired.
That man was my husband.