5 reasons why my holiday is stressing me out

This time next week, I'll be getting ready to go to head to Heathrow and fly to Australia. 

Whilst the prospect of seeing my friends and family, and more importantly my dog is WONDERFUL I'm also very stressed about the whole thing. 

Firstly, 3 weeks off work when you are a contractor means 3 weeks of no pay. I have therefore spend the past few moths doing squat and will have to spend the next few months continuing to do squat to recover. 

Secondly, this will be the first time that any of my friends or family at home have met a boy I have been involved with. I'm still not entirely sure they believe he exists. What if the cultural divide is too strong? What if he doesn't like them? What if my mother bombards him with hints to move to Australia? 

Which brings me to point number three -

Sick + Grumpy.

This morning I groggily woke up, and my throat seemed to be on fire. Yes - I have woken from my slumber with what can only be described as a bitch of a cold. 

It's in those early stages where your skin feels hot but yet you are shivering, I'm sniffly, runny, blocked and mildly dellusional - all at the same time. 

And yet here I am in the office, attempting to concentrate on a spreadsheet and reporting (but taking a break to write this obviously), wishing I was at home snuggled on my couch watching Downton Abbey in my pjamas.  There is no doubt that I should absolutely be doing this at this point in time - however as a contractor, sick days are not a luxury I can afford to take (and this matter is making me more grumpy).

There is absolutely no point to this post except hoping that having a whinge will make me feel much better than this lemon and ginger tea I am currently consuming. 

But do let me know your wonder cold remedies (that don't involve hot lemon) 

xoxoxo

5 Things Social Hibernation Has Taught Me

Since my self imposed social hibernation I have discovered a few truths about life:

One, I genuinely do love The Boy very, very much and I love how we can make up ridiculously silly games to amuse ourselves. Blow Fish and Lick Face are particular favourites of mine and usually leave me in absolute fits of laughter on the floor. 

Two, when you cut alcohol out of your weekend diet, the weight seems to fall off - in fact I'm not sure my stomach has ever been so lovely and flat. Pity I love wine too much to sustain it permanently.

Three, there really is only so many episodes of Friends you can watch. I didn't believe the day would come when I would get tired of it, but immunity to the laughs is beginning to develop.

Four, simple things are really very pleasurable. A walk around the block to look at the neighbours flowers and picking which house you'd like to live in on a lazy Sunday afternoon is actually quite delightful. 

Five, no matter how extreme your boredom becomes, I am never quite bored enough to do the ironing.