Tingling Masses of Availability
I had a professor in seminary who told us that when he was a parish minister he used to require, as a condition of employment, four weeks vacation every year–which he took all at one time. He said that he required the better part of two weeks just to start feeling relaxed.
I hear that.
He also said that when he went on vacation, he would go to a cabin without a phone–this was, of course, before cell phones and email. He did that intentionally so that he would be hard to reach. His secretary knew where he was, but the only way to get ahold of him was by calling the state police, who would then have to make a trip out to the cabin. Not impossible, but difficult enough to dissuade casual contact.
Making himself difficult to reach, he said, was the point. He wanted his parishioners to have to make a decision about whether their need was urgent enough to have to call the state police in order to get it addressed.
I love that.