Sometimes the busiest weeks are the ones that don't really have a lot going for them, you have your normal routines a couple of engagements here and there but nothing major. Nothing to get in a flap about. Well let me tell you, these are the worst kinds of week that you can have. Your diary innocently looks up at you signalling smooth sailing, you have free time to catch up on those things that you always put off, maybe even get an early start on something looming in the future... Then what happens? The Storm! (Usually in a teacup luckily enough but none the less enough to work you up into a tizzy)
This may all sound very dramatic but in reality the opposite is true. My teacup tornado this week managed to put me into a right little grump mid-week. And being nothing of any note I find myself struggling to describe the events that led to all this. My father always said the little things are what cause problems as we can always find ways to cope with big things. This is oh so very true, especially when I have a slight ostrich quality.
The short story, and there is one, is that the weekend is the ideal time to look ahead to a more productive week in next.
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