Why are there only seven days in a week and only 24 hours in one day?
I’m having the feeling that this week is not giving me a moments rest. I’ve got so many things to do and so little time to do it all.
First of all, work started yesterday, and before next week there are forms I need to have filled in and sent away. VIF’s to be honest (which means Very Important Forms – for the ones who are to tired to figure it out on their own 
). And I desperately need to talk them through with a collegue, so that we’ll be doing tomorrow.
No problem you think, only I will be gone this weekend with the dance group I dance at. Once a year we go away for a long weekend to have lots of fun and learn lots of new dances, only to come back Sunday evening to be extremely tired. And for that weekend there are tons of things I also still need to do: pack my bag, go to the grocery store, get my sleeping bag, my pillow etc together and some small other things. Where do I need to get the time to do all that? Can anyone please tell me? I can find time at all…
On another note, this Eastern weekend I stumbled upon the site of Cecile Corbel after some googling. She had some music samples on her website of the music she makes and I noticed that via her site, you could also buy her cd’s. I instantly was drawn to her music and fell hopelessly in love with it, so of course I ordered both cd’s. When I came home today, both had arrived. I hadn’t expected them this soon, with Eastern and all, so I’m extremely happy with that, now it’s already on my iPod/iTunes and can I take them with me this upcoming weekend…speaking of which, I’d better resume my packing already…
