Idle.. literally...

*gasp*
I'm on leave.
On leave for three whole weeks. Starting now!

Have NEVER had the opportunity to take this much leave before. It feels... strange, to have this much free time. But it also feels luxurious!

I have to explain - back in Corporate, my annual leave entitlement was pretty substantial. But I could never clear more than a week at a time. As a matter of fact, one boss wouldn't let me go off unless I promised I could be recalled within a day.
*shakes head*

I remember I went off to Club Med for 6 days.... on Bintan, a mere 45 minutes by fast ferry. And I ended up fielding calls from the office every bloody day. I slapped my office with my mobile phone bill after that too. But I learnt my lesson : never be that tied down.

So. Was supposed to either pop up to Germany or have J come down. But his grandma passed on about 10 days ago and I could hardly expect the man to travel so soon after her passing. And I'm feeling a little lost, actually.

What do I do with myself for the rest of the time? Am I feeling lost becase I was anticipating enjoying a holiday with someone interesting? Is this the anti-climatic let down? Why aren't I looking forward to a full stretch of sheer laziness? Eat, sleep, Dungeon Runner. Eat , sleep, Starcraft. Repeat Steps. *scratches head* Why am I not ecstatic?


GGggrrrrr........