Between the covers

Rain softly pitter-pattering on my window. Music playing softly. Big cushiony chair to snuggle in. Absolutely nothing to do but savour BR's Maui Brownie Madness ice-cream. Ah....bliss.... *sigh* IF only!!!

Instead, i get torrential rain, a million & one things to do and an office chair i hardly sit on coz of all the running about. :( Everything's moving so fast, it's all a blur now. I have no recollection of what i've done but just that i've done what i was supposed to do...i think. Erm.. does that even make sense?

And i'm becoming less tolerant of people who don't keep up. I get upset when they interrupt my momentum with their sloth-like attitude and incompetency. I know i should be kinder but at this point, i'm not ready to be 'nice'. NOT when deadlines were 'yesterday'. And on more than a few occasions, i have probably been curt in answering my dear ones for expecting me to entertain them. I am tired!! I don't hate my job and i don't want to whine. But i'm also human.

Lately, my only escape has been the half hour of reading before i collapse each night. There's a dozen novels next to my bed waiting to be read. :) I know... i'm such a nerd. :P But whatever life i missed out on, i find it between the covers. Gawd.. i'm beginning to sound delusional. Still, it's refuge to my 'reality'. So, here's to the (almost always) book end of "happily ever after".

Isn't it nice to know that at least somewhere, things always work out? ;P