The last week has been a BITCH! Spent the whole week in one meeting after another doing/planning financial budgets for the next 12 months. As much as I'm a trained CA/bean counter, financial budgeting is about as much fun as being stabbed repeatedly... And sitting there with
CEO's, Development Teams from two very different countries and all the related 'big wigs' drove me to the edge of sanity. Well, all I ever thought about was next week when I get to climb on a plane and fly 'home' to the love of my life!
Strange how time passes... I still consider myself young and alive, and most of the time I also feel young and alive, but when you look at the figures, this would have been the time when I was about 11/12 years old, and my parents at that stage looked OLD and DECREPIT to me, so I must also - by definition, be old and decrepit. Well, sorry, I'm changing the rules - it is my life after all, and I can do whatever the hell I please! I will not become old and decrepit, no, I will remain young and vibrant ad
infinatum!
I will colour my hair till the day I die, I will use every product available to man to keep the wrinkles at bay (without resorting to invasive surgery), I will keep going out to places where the music is loud, the dancing is carefree and the atmosphere is vibrant. And I will live every day as if it is the last!
My opinion is - bugger age, I will be as old as I want for as long as I want!
Hope y'all have a fruitful weekend now!
TTFN
