T minus 11 days! (Thailand here I come)

Oh my goodness, it's getting closer to my holidays again. Can't wait!! Just been looking at some photos my dad took last year and I'm so excited now :-) Just the thought of waking up and going for a swim in the pool in a few weeks is enough to make me smile every morning...

Back to reality

Back in the UK for a fortnight now and feeling depressed. :-( Even though spring is in the air it's still raining and snowing on a regular basis. I just wish we would have better weather like the rest of the world...on a regular basis. I can't believe all my adult life I have chosen to live in a country where weather is such a huge part of every day life: We talk about it constantly. We carry an umbrella with us every day. We are prepared for 3 different seasons in 1 day and best of all we are never guaranteed a good day... And still I choose to stay here!
On the other hand I am terrible in hot weather too. (as is the rest of UK)'Ooh it's too hot, the sun is too bright..' Never happy. And when I go abroad I go mental in the sun - no sunscreen sitting outside just so I can get a bit of colour. And then I moan that I'm burnt and curse the bloody sun..

Back at work and rainy London

I've been back from Australia now for just over a week and it feels like a lifetime ago that I was there. :-( Missing the heat, the sunshine and above all waking up knowing that the day will be good! (not forgetting my WestSide buddies!!) Even though I was over there working it still felt like a holiday, purely due to the weather and being summer and all that.. So miserable being back in snowy/rainy London. (It actually snowed for a few hours this morning..) And don't get me started on the jetlag I had. I've never been so messed up I don't think, even when going to Vietnam and falling asleep at 16.00 on Christmas Eve after struggling to stay awake. This time it was just sleep filled days and sleepless nights - this lasted about a week. I mean I'd sleep all day falling in and out of consciouness and then waking up before mid night just in time for all that great 'night time telly'. I think I finally got over it last weekend fully and now am back to normal suffering when the alarm goes off at 06.40am. Last week I would have been begging for that feeling but now I'm in two minds about it again.. Ha-Ha. Never happy right?