sunday.

have to go back to work today.

woke up to the sound of my parents (who sleep across my and my sister's room) snoring in harmony, literally. Put up zero bit of resistance to waking up- though i didn't really have such a restful sleep. yes i am not crazy, it is sunday, which is, according to the nation's laws, an official non-working day.

Strangely i am not incredibly disturbed or irked by it-

i'm actually quite looking forward to the quiet of the office-

just me and B, and B will be coming in late so it will be just me for a large part of it-

pretty much looking forward to some time alone for myself while i go to work in shorts (finally) and slippers and make myself a nice cup of tea and then get whatever work i need to do done.

feels like a monday in an alternate universe.

it is my lifelong dream to (really) be able to wear everything and anything i want to work.

(which is basically shorts and slippers actually)

i guess i should be (i am actually) contented, since i can wear jeans to work and pretty much (almost) any kind of shoes to go with them anyway, so it's about halfway there.

ok, i know the shorts part is a bit pushing it.

oh well.