Sunday night is here and I’m all prepared to go back to work tomorrow. Or at least I think so… It has been four good weeks and I have pretty much done what I wanted. I’ve been to Dublin, I’ve read tons of books, I’ve seen friends and family, I’ve scrubbed my flat from top to bottom and thrown away countless bags of junk. What I haven’t done is spending a lot of time in front of the computer, which actually feels great. Going through my favourite blogs this morning I realised that I’m sort of out the loop when it comes to the latest in the blogsphere, but right now that doesn’t really matter. I’m so relaxed, rested and at ease with things at the moment so the sky could actually fall down without me getting upset.
Feeling this good is what is making me afraid to go back to work. I don’t want to feel stressed, upset or tired and worn out again. I just want to float around in a stress free comfort zone where everybody is happy and things are fine and dandy. I guess a girl can always dream, can’t she?!
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