The end of the holiday will hit me full on in the earhole early tomorrow morning, as my alarm clock wakes me for another day of toil in the lab. It’s the downside to having a break: the inevitable return to reality. Having been off work for 11 whole days, during which time we drove literally thousands of kilometres and paddled for literally another several, it’s going to be tough to face real life head on in the morning.
And it’s not even as if it’s going to be that bad. Most kids go back to school tomorrow, but thanks to the vagaries of the SA private schooling system, ours have an extra day off. So that’s an extra hour in bed.
Wednesday morning… well… Wednesday morning is going to be obscene.
The good news is on the horizon. Another long weekend (and another, shorter trip away) at the end of the month. It’s not too long to wait.
And that’s what will keep me going tomorrow. After that though, I don’t know. The next long weekend isn’t until the middle of June.