Methinks I’ve got a bad case of Monday morning blues today. Not because I’ve spent the weekend partying, but because last week was really intense physically as well as mentally. I only managed to get two days of work in and now I’m facing a gruesomely long list of things that need to be done this week. Sigh. I really don’t like swimming up stream and would prefer to start each new working week with a clean, empty desk.
Today is one of those days when I dream om going on holiday. I haven’t had one for so long I can’t even remember the what, when and where around the last one. The closest I’ve been was three years ago when the whole family met up in Amalfi for my mom’s birthday. I could only stay for the weekend, though, so it didn’t really feel like much of a holiday. If I could go away today, I’d go to spend a few weeks in the West Indies. I’d go swimming, I’d lap up the warmth and I’d sit by the sea and write. One day I will do just that. One day. But today, I’ve got a client to visit, a meeting to attend and a stack of paperwork to push my way through. Hey ho!
