A Day off Work

Monday morning - my first whole day of

freedom away from my desk and the constant

battle between the wonky airconditioning

and the searing white heat of background noise -

its great to have a day off ...

but what to do with it?

... therin lies the problem.
We approach days off with great anticipation,

great plans are made with the excitement of

toddlers who have no notion that pay day is

still in the far off distance

(although still tantalising close

to smell like a lingering autumn rose)
Ideas are spouted back and forth

like an epic tennis final, with no

end in sight, no firm plans are made

and then the great day arrives

to the confusion of all.
I knew I had the day off,

we both knew we each had a day off...

The world at large knew we had a day off

and was quaking in it's ecological boots

awaiting the monstrous fanfare

that was about to arrive.

And arrive it did and it is today,

just now this present precious moment

I am sharing with you is my day off

and yet... due to the serious quest

of forward planning, I feel exhausted.

I have therefore ripped up the

list of plans and have decided

to throw caution to the wind

and do something completely different

... I still have to decide what that is yet ...