The last day

We’re still on holiday – but only just. Today is our last day and we need to get on the road and check how our cats have done without us. One always lives outside and she’s got a kennel. We put down lots of food for her when we go away. The other lives a more conventional life in that he lives in the house during the day (mainly asleep) and is then forcibly ejected during the night. He’s got a cat flap to let him in to the kitchen (where his food is) but he’s not that bright and we can’t be sure he’ll use it. But, at heart, they’re wild animals and so I’m sure they’re fine – at the very worst just a bit hungry.

I have been haunted by thoughts of work for the past few days. That’s a shame but it hasn’t affected the holiday too much. My wife gave up work last week and has no such worries. I think her body is winding down from being at work “standby status” to being on holiday “no worries” status. That’s not to say that she is stressed by work – its just that when you finish working your body decides that it’s going to take lots of down time. That’s why she’s still in bed at 8:30AM and I’m up and about writing my blog.

So, why am I writing this blog? Good question, I’m going away to think about it…