Three day weeks

Its hard to get motivated when you know as soon as you start something, you'll be on leave again? I was off yesterday and had a great day, flopping around the apartment, getting some housework and playing online whilst avoiding the gradual build up of work in my inbox, its not too bad, I am waiting on sign off for some whilst I await copy for others. The weekend in Wicklow was great. So much relaxing and quality time as well as alone time, whilst
Mammy2 was exfoliated and massaged. She had a good time. The food was fabulous, even though I can say I am not a huge fan of food, with the exception of potatoes and I see them as a food group all to themselves, but this food was lovely. From their salads and bagels, everything of course was organic. I haven't noticed the difference before to be honest, and its not something I go out of my way to try but there was no choice here. We had dinner in their italian place on the Friday followed by dinner in the only certified organic restuarent in Ireland, the Strawberry Tree. Needless to say Mammy2 felt quite pampered with baths and hot stone massages and facials. She loved it all. We travelled back up yesterday and whilst she had to head back into work, I spent the day vegging.

We have Friday off as a gang of us are heading to Holland to spend the weekend with the sister for carnival. This involves costumes and a town gone made. Our costumes are already ordered and over in Holland,the nun's outfit. 6 nuns and a priest, I wonder is Horst ready! It should be good fun, we fly out on Friday and back on Sunday, but as our flight leaves at 5.30 we need to have the day off. Well I do, Mammy2 has a half day because her place is unreal about
leave. Thankfully also, the procedure the clinic have to do has moved from Feb 12 to either the 28th or the 29th which is either a Thursday or a Friday. This suits Mammy2 better then a Tuesday which is a busy day for her.

Thankfully the kid left the place tidy. I was prepared for war when I got home but she surprised me. She continued to surprise me by ringing me to tell me she had proposed to her man. What is the correct reaction upon hearing one's 18 year old sister has proposed to her boyf of 1 year? I have no idea, if you know tell me. My response was "Really?" as I tried to keep the high pitch from my voice. She sounded all excited:
"Yeah, its cool isn't it? Well, obviously we won't get married for a few years, ya know like.And its going to be a Wiccan ceremony. So will you tell K and K?" ()
Sister and brother respectively.
"Sure thang and congrats I guess"
"Yay, okay bye bye"

And that was it. So I've no idea where things go from her, lets just say she is always keeping me on my toes.

The clinic rang last week, we're fast becoming phone pals. They recommend I go on a course of injections for my lack of Vitamin B12. All the other blood tests they took came back clear. I have to ring the doc either today or tomorrow and get the rest of the results. Its all go with tests at the moment. I'm trying to cut down on other stuff which will cause unnecessary stress which is always difficult as I get worked up about little things and its stupid. More excercise, less pondering and worrying about things that might never happen. Look, I've become yoda. Overnight :)