Ha! Because of easter it is already midweek today (well, according to my working week).
I´m trying to pack for a little trip we´re making. We´re leaving on thursday afternoon and will be back in the weekend. Or by the latest on monday evening. I am so looking forward to a short holiday. They work the best for me. A week away is something I seldom enjoy. Seriously. I can keep up my interest and curiosity for five days very well. But I find that if I´m away for a week or longer, I start loosing interest and I also become fatigue and start counting days until I get home. And that is awful when you´re away on holiday! As if I didn´t enjoy myself. I do! I really enjoy travelling and going places, but this is something I´ve learned about myself over the years. It may have something to do with energy regulating. Because I am the type of person who easily forgets to regulate my energy consuming. With this I mean I get so excited I forget to eat and drink properly and I walk everywhere, I climb stairs hills mountains if possible, and after five or more days I need to rest! Silly really!
Just read this lovely post at Pretty Gingham (a blog I read regurlarly, I recommend!) and the images awoke such a huuuuge longing for summer. How can one long this much? It feels as if it is aching in me. But I don´t think it is. But the longing is defenately there.