Day 2 of my own daily post effort.
Hmmmm... where to start? Considering it is now, what, after half past one in the afternoon and I am still sitting at my desk in my filthy training kit, I seem to be making little progress.
Well, let's be a tad more accurate here: I have only been sitting at my desk since 11.30 or so, my kit is not really that filthy (although I am keeping my arms well pinned to my sides, you know why), and in truth I have actually been busy with work-related stuff over the past two hours.
Yes, work. Again. In about a week. OMG, what will I do? How am I going to manage after some - let me count - three and a half months of being out of the office? More importantly, who the bloody hell is going to keep on top of the laundry pile? (LWM, this is where we start to seriously negotiate about finding a housekeeper to look after this tedious task for both of us, I kid you not... bugger, I need to change the sheets on our beds... wonder if I can bribe the cleaning lady to do it...)
So, work it will be again. Terms and conditions have been agreed, contracts are being signed, and if all is done and dusted by the end of the week, Monday morning will see LCM back in the throng of commuters heading up to new premises to recommence her life as, funnily enough, a working mother again.
Am strangely excited, but at the same time somewhat reluctant to get back on the treadmill... although what with the bank balance starting to creak severely I really have no option.
Plus there is a delightful twist in the working tale, which I will reserve for another post.