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Hubby comes to meet me at the cafe where I'm writing
Hubby: Congratulations! No more work! Summer holiday! Woohoo! \o/
Me: *looks up* Oh. Yeah. Thanks. *goes back to working like crazy on the goddamn novel*
So yeah, I'm officially now on holiday until August 18th. Yay? Must say it doesn't feel like it. At all. Not even with the sun shining outside, the Viking festival downtown and hubby walking around with his sunglasses, a stupid hat and eating his own weight in ice cream. You know, the usual signs of summer.
13 more days. *panics*
Hubby: Congratulations! No more work! Summer holiday! Woohoo! \o/
Me: *looks up* Oh. Yeah. Thanks. *goes back to working like crazy on the goddamn novel*
So yeah, I'm officially now on holiday until August 18th. Yay? Must say it doesn't feel like it. At all. Not even with the sun shining outside, the Viking festival downtown and hubby walking around with his sunglasses, a stupid hat and eating his own weight in ice cream. You know, the usual signs of summer.
13 more days. *panics*