Have you ever noticed that as you get closer to a much anticipated holiday, it seems to take forever to arrive? While in some ways this holiday is coming up very fast, it also can’t come fast enough. I’m not sure if it’s because the holiday is so close but work is driving me crazy. It’s the kind of frustration that means I’m probably not being fair to one of my colleagues. We’ve clashed over the years that I’ve worked there and we have very different styles of communication. He’s still doing dumb things (in my opinion) but at the moment I’m not letting things slide as much.
The prospect of being on a boat, naked in the warm sunshine of Croatia is tantalisingly close and with our sudden cold snap here in Sydney (for here anyway) it’s put my mood on edge.