As the title says, today was my last day at work for two weeks.
That’s awesome.
So we’re off to Australia tomorrow evening, in fact, by this time tomorrow night we’ll be on our way and somewhere over Europe. I will likely be watching Harry Potter, or maybe Star Trek.
Standing between me and that though is a teleconference that someone has lovingly booked for 10:00 tomorrow morning, which I will dial in for (I may even pointedly remain undressed for it) and a gym session (legs, with a little running); but once they’re done I’ll come home and it’ll be just a case of waiting for the ride to the airport; I’ll officially be on holiday.
We’re spending a week in Melbourne and a week in Noosa, so I might be able to update but we’ll see. Rest assured however that there will be sun bathing, reading, surfing, running and generally relaxing. There may even be some exciting news upon our return, but I’ll keep that a secret until we get back.
Right now though I have to sort out the last of the washing, it’s a desperate attempt to get eveything sorted before we go so that we’re not coming home to a pile of housework.
I don’t think anyone ever actually achieves that.
