Why can Monday not feel like a Tuesday? Yawning as if it is going out of fashion. But I should refrain from complaining as the sun is out, there is a light breeze from the sea and my working day looks great. Next to that I am only working two days this week, so Monday should feel like one, and my Tuesday will feel like a Friday.
The usual, what have you done over the weekend was lightly answered with; not much. As I did only some light garden work and kept the rest for Wednesday and the coming weekend. The feeling of a summer leave period is slowly nestling in my brain, although my actually leave period is still a couple of weeks away, but hey, any excuse to be lazy and just read one of the many books that are still waiting for my attention is one. (A valid one indeed).
Monday awakes my friends and family too, the what’s app and text messages arrived almost like clockwork. Some of these things are becoming a regular, but still great, part of the great communication scheme. They are also under the Monday influence, bumping in to things or people, slightly grumpy, but overall not too bad for first day of the week.
Even bumping into people can have a good effect, you never know who and what can be next, not aiming to break someone’s shoulder or leg, it’s a nice change from dating sites. Old-fashioned contact, instead of the cold monitor in front of you, wondering if on the other end he or she really looks like the photo shopped pictures. Monday has it charms it seems, or is it the sunshine we have all been praying for, my mood is sunny too, however that happened.
Somehow the day seems to fly; we are already passed the coffee break which included cake today, this always happens when I decide to cut back on the calories…… temptation hits!!!! This never happens with men, at least not with the ones I think are desirable. Maybe I have to change the hunger feelings a little. For the moment I have to focus on work and get some things out of the way. 4 or 5 weeks to go for most of my colleagues here and their leave will start and the school will go quiet and I have to see what kind of work is left for me to do.
Who knows when the weather turns out to be good I might even do some of it on the beach here, combine pleasant things with work whenever possible, plus the view will be much nicer on the beach! Yes I like to watch the waves……..
My head is beach ready, my body a little bit behind, somehow I never seem to bring those too into sync, mentally I can, but actually I fail, I like enjoying summer too much. A nice meal, refreshing drink, and my waistline seem to want to hold on to those memories. Need to make a note: talk to body!!! The excuse that I am too old to be looking like a 20 year old isn’t really working anymore, I agreed on paying a little more attention to the temple that is my body….. And now I have to be careful not to choke on my protein shake…..
Whatever happens my plan is to anyhow enjoy the beach later this year, swim, relax read a book and think of next year, when I can start saying it will be my last year in this job. Preparing to leave an active navy life and look for a part-time replacement. For the last couple of months I am trying to prepare me for that period, not making good progress here. The thought remains to be distant; it isn’t hitting me, even when I am aware of what is coming.
To have to say goodbye to so many things it feels, but it is just a job, and also a life, so much of a way of living. When I started many years ago I never thought it would hit me in the face like this. For I always made sure that my private and work were always very well separated, but navy, it truly is a way of life. 6 months remaining and then the shutdown procedure will start. Every month a little less work a little more “freedom”, how much of it can I handle? Now I want my leave period, and for sure I will be longing for my job soon after I left the base for the last time. Over the years it has become a big part of who I am, more as I expected or ever noticed.
Many of my friends and family tell me how jealous they are, how many years they still have to go, sure there is a point to that, put I am still to “young” to feel retired. I need a challenge at least a few days a week and I hope I will be able to find a part-time something to keep me busy for a while, until I know it’s time, time for me, every day and every hour.
For now it’s back to work…….. earning some of the euro’s I hope to be spending later this week.
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