I'm trying to work to live, but I guess I live for work...
I was having a very nice dreem, very nice indeed, this morning. But some one up there, who obviously wasn't in favour of me today, decided that I should wake up. They called from the office today, and asked If I could go to work. Today. I'm not sure why, but some how the idea of getting to work, and work 5 days extra before your 6 days of actually planned work, didn't seem that tempting at 10 am this morning.
As the clever girl I am, I knew that I should really get over the whole waking up procces before even thinking of anwsering that question, so I asked for 15 min of time to think about it and then had a small discussion with myself. The fact that I have washed all of my landury, cleaned my bedroom and studyroom, met all my friends last weekend and didn't have any appointments what so ever for the rest of the week didn't do any favours for the lazy part of me not wanting to work. So I made my hand pick up my phone and concentrated extra hard on pressing the right buttons to the number that I so unwillingly wanted to dial. As my voice explained that I'd love to come and work my brain was racing, thinking of any reason to just hang up and stay home for the rest of the week. But i guess my brain was in the lazy mood too, casue everything ended up with me having to leave in a few hours to my beloved boat and cabin where I will spend my few hours of free time.
To make things a bit easier I try to think about the change of figures in my account, and even better, think about my work mates B1 and Günter/B2 that will join me on friday. Well time to pack my bags I guess...
As the clever girl I am, I knew that I should really get over the whole waking up procces before even thinking of anwsering that question, so I asked for 15 min of time to think about it and then had a small discussion with myself. The fact that I have washed all of my landury, cleaned my bedroom and studyroom, met all my friends last weekend and didn't have any appointments what so ever for the rest of the week didn't do any favours for the lazy part of me not wanting to work. So I made my hand pick up my phone and concentrated extra hard on pressing the right buttons to the number that I so unwillingly wanted to dial. As my voice explained that I'd love to come and work my brain was racing, thinking of any reason to just hang up and stay home for the rest of the week. But i guess my brain was in the lazy mood too, casue everything ended up with me having to leave in a few hours to my beloved boat and cabin where I will spend my few hours of free time.
To make things a bit easier I try to think about the change of figures in my account, and even better, think about my work mates B1 and Günter/B2 that will join me on friday. Well time to pack my bags I guess...
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