I’m at the office. Alone in the morning. And I just sent this message to Miss H and Orvokki:
“Moi! I want to fly to New York. To shop and for other things.
a) I didn’t get to buy enough
b) The jetlag wasn’t that bad
c) I hate when you cannot drink margaritas every day
d) I could do some shopping (oh, I wrote it already)
When do we go?
So that’s what I’m thinking. My colleague said that getting back to the “work-mode” after a two-week trip should take two days. Well, those days have gone. Nothing’s happening…