No mood to work.

Absolutely none! I'm flying off to India tonight, and I'm realllllly looking forward to meeting Aristera, his boy and the Brat. Fine, I'll tolerate the family for a day. But just a day. And then it will be a weekend of fun at the Pataudi Palace. Yayyy!

So the bag is packed, the boarding-pass has been printed, the prayers have been said ('cause one if flying Air India for the first time in her life!). Now all I need is a glass of champagne, a kiss from him (even if it is on the phone), and off I go.

PS - I wish life wasnt such a bitch and he wasnt working such long hours and I'd get to see him more often. I wish.