hello my sweet, I'm seriously suffering from a postvacational depression.The natural high i was on after being in your uplifting and inspirational presence seems to desinflate like a cheap balloon.Of course it doesn't help that just about everything seems to be going wrong. First when I got back to the hotel where I work my boss completely didn't understand that I was feeling tired from all my holidaying (and all that horrible overeating) and needed to take it easy. He swamped me with work and was therefore most definitely up for a tubular bells award (for those of you that do not understand,please try listening to tubular bells by Mike Oldfield) Then because I really really didn't feel up to anything both my husband and youngest son got ill,and i ended up having to care of absolutely everything! Well,as if that wasn't enough ,I found out that the stupid f***ing people at the stupid f***ing hotel where we stayed in Ghent charged me with an extra 220, just for the hell of it! And on monday (monday!) while I'm allready super late for work,I was out of gasoline , so I have to stop by the gas station first.Hurrying like a crazy woman,mumbling all kinds of not so sweet words,I want to pay with my visa which the gas station person could not accept because I had no credit ,because the stupid f***ing hotel took all the money I had left. Whaaaaaa!!!! Really, I need to be treated with love and respect ,doesn't anybody get that? Anyways,that's all for now. Loveya,missya and hope to see you soon Karin
