What Holiday?

I'm not sure how often time off really feels like time off. My idea of time off is time in which you have no plans and you can just take each day as it comes without worrying about having to fit everything into the few days you have left until being shunted back into the office.

Next week is half term (or whatever they're calling it now), but already most of the days are getting booked up. Even the weekend will be busy.

On Saturday I'm visiting my mum, taking a tonne of RPG ruleset books over to hopefully implement with Marcos and Sam, and giving Sam a lift into Hastings so he can get his new ridiculous motorbike.

On Sunday morning I'm setting up a new computer for a TA here at work; their old PC went on the blink and when I got there to sort it out, it was past the point of no return. Sunday afternoon/evening I'm meeting up with Adam and Nick for whatever they're planning on doing.

On Monday I'm meeting a representative or something of a well established company I contacted with the interest of being retrained. However, he hasn't explained costs to me yet and if they're even remotely too high then I'll have to just say no.

Tuesday, what's happening Tuesday? Something, I'm sure, although it might be a gap day which would be very, very welcome. I was planning on having my follow-up appointment to see the doctor on Tuesday but he has every Tuesday off.

On Wednesday, and possibly Thursday depending on how things go, I'll be back in here. This stuffy, cramped, dirty, untidy little office. I have to work term time plus four days during the school holidays. I was going to do one of those four days in the Easter break, but of course Jury Duty reared its ugly head.

Thursday should be my follow-up appointment with the doctor then. If I can get an appointment in the morning and they don't forget I'm sitting ten feet from them again then I'll have the rest of the day, Friday, and the weekend in which to do nothing at all. That is if I don't have to go into work on Thursday as well as Wednesday.

So it's not fully booked, but it's pretty busy for me. I suppose I see "half term break" marked on the calendar and look forward to not having to go out, meet anyone, do anything, or make any plans, but in reality the first few days are a blitz to get things done that you can't normally do when you're at work. The entryphone system in my flat still doesn't work despite talking to the estate agents about it, and the DVLA still haven't returned my registration certificate. I sent that off months ago!