Work Work Work Work Work Work

I can already hear the song by reading the title 😆

Vacations are over and today I had to go back to the office, not the most thrilling thing for me to do since I prefer remote work a 100% of the time but well, at least I get to work from home twice a week and my commute is not bad, I even get to have lunch at home.

Talking with my coworkers about our week off I realized that even though I was off from Dec 23rd until Jan 2nd, I have not done anything I originally planned to do during the holidays.  Initially my plans were to just stay home and rest for 10 straight days, no traveling and no major activities besides going to the gym, these plans were scrapped as soon as I invited my nephew for the Christmas holidays.

He arrived on Christmas Eve, and ever since that day, I have not stopped doing stuff and being busy.  I may have been off from work, but I have been doing everything but rest and relax. Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining but I just made the realization that I actually need some time off again, very soon, just to relax.

As my manger says, office day was "not too bad", got things moving ahead already and got some time to bond and talk with colleagues.  One of them actually gave me the heads up about "cheap" flights to Norway and requested some assistance in helping him plan his holidays over there.  Won't lie, I got very excited with this request, traveling is one of those things I really love to do, and it doesn't matter if it is for work or personal.

I've been lucky enough to have visited Norway many times, I think I could finally be useful at something!! 😅 the only "bad" thing about this request is that I do get a bit envious/jealous but in a nice way (if that even possible), I'm really happy if someone is able to travel and get to enjoy the many things this world has to offer but at the same time, I do get the itch to travel myself.

But hey, don't tell anyone, even though I do LOVE traveling, I do get anxious about it lately, for whatever reason, the older I get, the more anxious I get with flying and at the same time I over think about my furriest companions: Taco and Pepe.




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