I'm having a major case of post-holiday downers. Which should not be the case as I'm leaving for UK next week. To attend the graduation ceremony and to visit a few football stadiums with my two men (to make up for the Barcelona debacle).

But before I go, I have to empty all my closets. I'm not moving out, it just feels like it. I'm having some new furniture brought in and before that the place needs a good paint job.

I DO NOT WANT to put all my stuff in little boxes. I DO NOT want to spend the afternoon doing that when I could just as well be spending it doing absolutely nothing.

I want holidays. Now.

No, I am not behaving like a little child. At all.

:)