Ah, tantrum time....

I don't want to go back to work tomorrow.... okay that's a bit of an understatement, imagine if you will that as a middle aged professional I am simply not enamoured of the idea, whilst my inner child is having a full blown tantrum, probably including foot stamping and waving their arms in the air whilst screaming at the top of their voice.

The combination of 3 days off, 2 days working, weekend, 2 days off has made my work ethic and motivation up sticks and leg it for warmer climes, or the pub (more probably)....

Can I just hide under the duvet and not go in to work till next Monday???

I have been whining about this like a complete brat for most of the day... it's also made me stroppy and generally bad tempered....The dogs have borne the brunt of this as there has been zero tolerance for them being barking, or demanding their dinner 2 hours early ....

I know I should possibly reign in the attitude, but one of the downsides of being unattached is that there is no one to say "stop" when your head decides you are going to act like a 5 year old....

Hopefully if I get a good night's sleep I shall wake up in a better, well more grown up, frame of mind.....