Ok, so I'm in denial. I have big week of travelling ahead of me, and I just can't face packing.
It's not just the packing, it's thinking about what I need, making sure it's all ironed, working out what work documents I need and fitting it all into a bag. I get a bit bored of it to be honest.
That said, I should be happy this week - although there's a lot of travelling, there's much more than just endless meetings to look forward to this week.
To give you an idea of what lies ahead :
Monday - Fly to Paris at lunchtime. Meet with awkward Parisian customers in the afternoon, but then deep joy, Rufus Wainwright is playing at the Casino de Paris this evening and I have a ticket. Will he notice me? Will he ask me to marry him?
Tuesday - From Paris to Amsterdam and meetings all day. Late afternoon, drive to Eindhoven to deliver an evening training session to Dutch and UK colleagues.
Wednesday - return to Amsterdam, drop UK colleagues off at airport and meet friends for lunch. Afternoon is more meetings, then dinner and sleep at friends house.
Thursday - drive from Amsterdam to Arnhem for a meeting that I know will be hard and long, and which is due to finish at midnight...a long, long day.
Friday - after seeing Amsterdam marketing agency, it's back to Paris. Best Friend arrives from UK today and we're off to eat, shop and drink ourselves silly. The fact that we have tickets to see Nana Mouskouri at the Opera Garnier for Saturday night is making us both very giddy with excitement. And you thought I was more Sex Pistols...?
I'll get home late Sunday evening. Ready for work Monday morning. It's a great week really, but you can surely imagine why I'm in denial...