Okay so the truth is I am having a difficult time working from here. Sending emails while my 4 and 7-year-old are in the pool is just not an option. Making telephone calls while my son screams “caca- doons!” is also not what I had in mind. It’s like all of a sudden I am a mom of 2 kids and have to work from home. oh wait. I am. Right, so the only way I will be able to get anything done around here, is to wake up earlier than everyone else. Much earlier. and then leave. just kidding.. well, sort of. But how early is early? 6am? not going to happen. 7am? not going to be easy..what’s wrong with me? just one week in the beautiful South of France, and I have all of a sudden shifted from my high-strung, high achieving self to relax mode?! just the thought sort of makes me want to start hyperventilating. I am not a relax person. Doing nothing scares me. I need my daily list of 10,000+ things to do. I’m an all or nothing type of gal. I grew up in Lake Tahoe for heavens sakes..
But then..there is actually nothing wrong with relaxing and enjoying my summer days. Right?
quick someone get me a paper bag..