The 'home' stretch

Babyawn
Originally uploaded by [ CK ].It's weird to think that this time tomorrow, I will have logged off my computer at work and I'll be on vacation. Not only that, I'll be starting to pack for my big trip home to Australia, and I won't be coming back for three weeks!

If you could see through your computer screen at me right now, you wouldn't believe the bleary-eyed, poker-faced expression staring blankly back at you. I am a zombie, having been plagued by nightmares about work projects over the last two nights. I know the projects are on track, and they won't get derailed while I'm away, but tell that to my subconscious! [And yes, I too thought the nightmares might have been induced by Thai curry but alas, no. These nightmares made way too much sense to have been brought on by MSG.]

I am about to leave and get my hair done, which always makes me feel better. The glass of wine they've taken to giving me during my appointments also helps. I love that salon; it improves my days and my moods immeasurably.

The pace of my last-minute rush to get everything done is really taking its toll. It's not like I could have planned this stuff either. I am ready with all my personal bits & pieces to take on the plane - it's the office wrap-up that's killing me. Brain strain, that's what it is. I'm having to concentrate and hand over my work, on a constitution battered by minimal sleep. You can just imagine how pleasant I am being at work....exactly. I know that when the pressure is off, I will be able to sleep soundly on the plane home. But even though that's 48 hours away, and I can almost taste it, I'd settle for some quality snoozing in the interim- just for my energy reserves. Every little bit helps, right?