Mom is going on a trip. ONLY.
On the battery side. There is the photo that says quite a bit, if not long, about the destination and the dream that I will be living in the next few days...
And then there is the other side of the coin (front side):the organization that this departure generates. You have to deserve this little stay! And I intend to deserve it.
On the job side:obviously, the "blogtrips you can't refuse" are rare and never fall into a hollow moment.
Ah, I'm told in the headset that apart from August, I'm always very busy anyway... Ah yes, indeed. This would never be the right time anyway!
So, we go with it (as with many things, I believe in our "work/personal life balance"). I take my computer and I bless the arrival of our great intern.
Home side too. Leaving for 4 days in the sun means, of course, pulling out your swimsuit from the back of the closet, praying that you will always fit in it, trying it on and removing fissa 4 kilos of hair , make an appointment for a pedicure with a beautician at home (the foot)(pun inside)(I ate clown this afternoon) in order to once again optimize work/preparation (the computer on the knees while my toes live again). It is also thinking about everything empty the laundry basket to leave her little family with everything possible in terms of dressing... (good especially for the 12-year-old miss eh). Fill the cupboards, the fridge, the freezer. Make a personalized memo for each family member. Find a babysitter to replace me. Yes, I am replaceable. 3 nights anyway. And as I'm close to perfection on this one, I even thought of making my proxy for the 1st round (GO VOTE)
Phew.
Believe me you have to be motivated.
And I am.
I suggest you follow me on instagram to discover the destination and hate me / be jealous / find that the jersey definitely suits me perfectly (cross out the useless mention). In short, it will change from the snow of 15 days ago.
