What else is there to say?

My company flew me out on a Friday to work in the office both Saturday and Sunday. As if that wasnt bad enough, we were working until 7am on a Sunday/ Monday morning for a meeting that we had later that day.

We head back to the hotel, sleep for 3 hours then I head back to the office just to find out that The Boyfriend had H1N1! which meant that I had a pretty high likelihood of having it (he came to visit me on Saturday)

So exiled I was, to the five star most expensive hotel here in this foreign country. Not that Im complaining of course.

3 days later and I am still here at my desk, still working. (Exile just means ur not in the office, not that ur not working). If all goes well (and it seems more likely to be the case) then I shall head off tomorrow, back to my country and home and back into the quarantined arms of The Boyfriend. (What? Two quarantines done make a home?)

This opulent opulent hotel is indeed nice, but after 3 days in confinement am I a little bored? Maybe, but not so, since Im still working from here. Still have things to do from here. But I would rather not be working, rather be lounging and doing nothing (Thats how lazy I am right now)

Further dreams of slipping away and travelling, no b school for me. Just slip slip slip away and join another company, another line of work. One that would allow me to stay home on weekends so that I wouldnt be stuck in this (wonderful) hotel instead

One more day, and back to The Boyfriend. For hugs, giggles and kisses