My first day Off. I made it. Yay! Pat on the back for me. First week down. Still breathing, still smiling.
Did I tell you I am working 3 days per week, Tue to Thu. Ho, ho. I don't have to be back at work, or as I like to call it, The Saltmines, for four days. Now, you gotta luv that.
I took my mum out for lunch, to a cafe she likes in the bushy confines of the eastern suburbs. That is, I would have if she could have found it. I guess the promise of wide open spaces should have given it away, when she said something about a view and rolling lawns, or some such thing. Some place she'd eaten with her girlfriends, at some time, some where.
We went for a bit of a drive and we hadn't gone all that far when I realised she didn't know where we were going. Not a clue. So I thought quickly, and gently steered us in the direction of a cafe I once knew in Balwyn, which, luckily enough, was still there. And in the end, mum didn't care, just some place knew got her sitting up and taking notice.
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I wish I had a three day week. Still, I guess it's important to ease yourself back into it ;-)
Yep. Gotta take it nice and easy. Because of the financial crisis, employees at my company have been encouraged to take leave, take time off, reduce hours, etc, so not am I being self indulgent, but it's actually a credit on my work record. Gotta luv that too.
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