I've been lucky enough to have had this past week off. Tomorrow morning brings reality crashing back. I anticipate sleeping for five hours, staggering out of bed and standing under the shower until I'm mostly conscious, tripping over cats, gulping coffee by the pint, feeding myself into the rush-hour meat grinder, and marking time at my desk while nothing much happens at all because all our clients are sleeping in or not working.
I will get a toasted poppyseed bagel with cream cheese, though. That will be good. And I have my soft holiday cuttlefish to share with the few work compatriots who don't have this week off. Everyone loves holiday cuttlefish. Silver linings.
Anyone else going to struggle through bad bad Monday?