Life + stuff: Holiday time
No matter how much sleep I get, I am tired.
No matter how much work I get done, I still seem to have an avalanche of emails, copywriting jobs and phone calls to make.
My bank balance is alarming, my credit card is bleeding and I would happily stay in my pyjamas all day long. Possibly all week long.
It’s time to book a holiday. Not a work famil where I spend one night in seven different places, wake up at dawn and stay out drinking all night with people I’ve only just met. Not a blogging trip where I spend the whole time thinking, ‘Would this make a good story’ and ‘Where is that place I heard about?’
A trip where I arrive, check-in (and don’t have to shake hands with the GM or give anyone my business card) and spend days in the same room, in the same place, doing what I damn well please.
I really like the look of these Vanuatu deals but I am dreaming if I think I am going there any time soon. For the time being, my ass is firmly planted in an office chair and I am growing forever blinder from staring at a computer screen.
Is anyone else kinda over it? Where do you wish you were right now?