It may seem that the best way to accomplish tasks and meet deadlines during an intensely stressful time is to simply work harder. Do more, stay up later, pack more hours into the day. I've tried this, and it fails. The surest way to drive yourself fully bananas when you're already three-quarters crazy is to quicken the pace.
Leaving town, just for a night, is a far better solution. Plus, you'll eat better.
This weekend, we headed down the coast to Big Sur, a place of such breathtaking natural beauty it's impossible to experience anything but wonder. My shoulders relaxed so far they dragged in the surf.
On the drive down, and thanks to a splendid recommendation from Nani Steele, we stopped at Sweet Elena's for the loveliest olallieberry pie. We also visited Nepenthe, where we sipped icy lemonade and gawked at the ocean from on high. We went to Big Sur Bakery & Restaurant not once but twice, the first time to nibble pastries and the second time for a breakfast of huckleberry pancakes, fresh-squeezed juices, vanilla tea lattes, and wood-fired breads. We watched the boys jump waves at the beach, took a hike in a state park, and did Mad Libs in the fingernail-sized cottage where we spent the night.
If you're the kind of person who keeps lists of places to visit before you croak, you may want to add Big Sur, in bold.