Dreading a return to work…

It’s nearly midnight, and I have only one remaining day of holiday. It’s like some kind of torture, if you ask me. I’ve just got used to being relaxed and being able to fill up my day with whatever the hell I like (if only that didn’t involve quite so much day-time television), and now I’ve got to get ready to go back to work.

I’m kind of dreading it, for a variety of reasons. I’ve had some very sensible conversations with people during the last couple of weeks, and I’m feeling suddenly very professional – but with this professionalism comes a certain amount of resignation and a slightly jaded feeling that I didn’t expect.