I've been on holiday. Two wonderful weeks of rest. All thoughts about work disappeared as soon as I closed the last door on Friday 22nd of December. I'm good that way. Then I proceeded to sleep twelve hour nights. We went to my boyfriend's family for a week, where I was forcefed like crazy. I bought a ukulele and started learning to play Explorers by Muse. Then we painted the new flat and moved. And all of a sudden my dream life was over. The alarm sounded again at 6 am. During the holiday I forgot 47 % of the words of all the languages I speak. My first thought after returning to work was that nuns never have bad hair days.
I need to find a job that I can do from home.
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