Today I finally had a day off and it's been crap. Lol. Yesterday I only worked a half day and it was fabulous: woke up in a good mood, ate a croissant, read travel magazines, luxuriated. Today I went to bed reasonably early considering I had today off (10:30/11ish), woke up at about 8:30 after a terrible sleep, and then did nothing all day. I lay in bed and watched Race to Dakar and that is all. Trent came round at 2pm to give me a Christmas card to my extreme embarrassment because I was still in my bloody pjs with no sign of getting out of them. I'm still in them, in fact. I was thinking of inviting everyone round for dinner tonight but I'm too lazy to get out of my room, let alone cook!
Meanwhile, I've been cheering myself up by going through travel magazines and getting ideas for next year. I've also borrowed Europe on a Shoestring from work to really get started.