Happy New Year … And Calling In Sick
Today is Rosh Hashanah, the Jewish New Year. I planned my work schedule so I would not do work today. Instead we would celebrate the new year and attend services. I actually love the Rosh Hashanah service and blowing of the shofar. I look forward to it every year.
Well after feeling under the weather all last week, my “sickness” finally kicked in with full force Sunday with a bad head cold and no voice. So instead of attending services and risk infecting the entire congregation, I’m now on my couch trying to feel better. Part of me feels that since I’m not worshiping, I should do some work. But then, I’m sick too and I want to respect the holiday.
Here’s the thing about working for yourself. The days of calling in sick are over. Nobody cares if you have a fever of head cold and cannot write. Your clients are depending on you not matter what. There’s no paid sick leave in this gig. Of course there are other advantages to freelance work. But sick leave, not really one of them.
It’s funny the guilt I feel right now. Do I work? Do I worship? Am I a bad Jew or a bad business owner? I never seemed to feel this much guilt working for “the man” before. Nobody is making me feel guilty but myself. Must be Jewish guilt working overtime today.
So on this first day of the new year 5773, I’ll leave you with some photos from our Rosh Hashanah dinner last night. And I’ll try not to feel too badly. At least I have Yom Kippur next week to repent. Us Jews really plan for these things!
This is the beautiful apples and honey tray Sophie made at school. She is very proud of it.
Rosh Hashanah would not be complete without my Grandmother’s apple cake!