We’re all going on a summer holiday
No more working for a week or two.
Fun and laughter on our summer holiday,
No more worries for me or you,
For a week or two.

If I had an idea how to drop a .wav or a .mp3 file into this missive I would do so.

As I don’t I’ll just have to hope you can look up Cliff Richard, Summer Holiday on YouTube.

Showing my age here.

The film came out in 1963. And I remember it doing so. Bulging eyes emoji.

Well.

This time next week we will be somewhere between the airports of Gatwick and Tirana.

Oddly neither of which is in the !*!* spellchecker. Fot the wuck DOES it have I hear you cry!

So I am not expecting to have time to write anything after this week until our return.

Please stop the cheering at the back there.

As expected last week the odd “stuff” has crawled out of the woodwork and is conspiring to either

• erase the spare time in the next week and/or
• stress the bejabers/bejabbers out of me (choose your spelling, neither in spellchecker)…

Alternative form(s) of bejesus (also not in spellchecker) per Google – other search engines are available.

I REALLY ought to use spellchecker as my keyword one week or another!

Or summer holiday

which of course I am. Grinning face emoji.

So what’s the problem then?

People – as usual. It’s always people at the bottom of it.

I knew I was going to be out most of today. I will be out most of next Tuesday.

Therefore my “doing” time is already constrained.

So I really need a day of being on call to sort out an “issue” yesterday like I need another hole in the head…

Oooooooooooooooooo, you’re ahead of me I can tell!

But it’s sorted and client is comfortable doing what he’s doing.

And I learned something.

Which life coach Becki tells me is showing my maturing as a coach.

We’re not doing what I would have done. Anything but.

But we are doing what Mr client is comfortable with, he’s reached his own decision and I’ve challenged him on both methods and outcomes.

It’s not done my stress levels any good for a few hours but I have really lived in his model of the world.

And I’m comfortable with his decision – not my choice but not my decision to make.

Here endeth this week’s lesson…

My very own light bulb moment.

On an unrelated matter

I get to submit my first two 2018-19 income tax returns.

And there’s nearly five months to go until the deadline!

Mind you it’s only because they are looking to get a mortgage.

So to ALL my clients. Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaassssssssssssssseeee get a mortgage. NOW!!!

Pretty please!

It’s approaching twelve hours since I got up this morning, without a proper break and I’m flagging.

I can feel the dull thump of the blood running through the arteries in my head and my eyelids are getting very heavy.

The brain crud is pooling and I’m starting to run out of things to say.

So let’s call time for this week – a well-earned nap is calling me…

Albania street scene from GjataErvin / Pixabay