It's 5.02 p.m. on Friday and I'm still at the office. I have two letters to fax to schools (poor schools..!), calling them for meetings at the PPD. I think by now, some of the teachers in schools absolutely dread seeing an email from me in their inbox.
Well, while I sympathize with them, I feel so absolutely sorry for myself too. I've got so much on my plate that it's tipping over ... but 'nuff said. I don't want to dwell on negative things.
Right now, I dream of white sandy beaches, shining turquoise waters and the heroine of the story would be soaking inside those waters, thinking of nothing but how warm the waters feel. Actually, I am describing what my Friday would be like if my boss hadn't frozen all leave, forcing me to cancel my weekend in a beautiful resort just 45 minutes out of Kota Kinabalu. Let me rephrase that... not cancel... POSTPONED. I cannot wait.