Today, I am so tired and just, well, over it. Our office closes tomorrow at noon and I cannot wait. Been running on adrenaline for the last few weeks, trying to get so many tasks done before the break that I haven’t done a thing about Christmas presents or cards this year…
My plans are to go home with my Canadian buddies Todd and Karen tomorrow – Christmas Eve – after work (they’ve very kindly invited me to spend my ‘orphans’ Christmas with them since I’m so far from family), and then I aim to get a really early night. I shall sleep like the proverbial Christmas log.
Up betimes on Christmas morning for Canadian blueberry pancakes with maple syrup, and I fully intend to eat my (newly reduced) body-weight in said carbohydrate niceness. Then we’ll open presents or, in my case, Amazon voucher emails, and chill out by the pool. We’ll be underwater most of Boxing Day, scuba diving in the harbour here in Sydney.
No idea what I’m doing for New Year yet. I can barely think past tonight, let alone ahead to a week’s time.