I was so tempted to take a couple of days off, combine them with a weekend and fly to Singapore for a quick holiday. I’m so tired I need a holiday. All I wanted to do was to relax in the hotel, swim in a pool, play with Alex and eat, eat, eat in a place that is safe and easy. I wanted to sit on the flight with Alex asleep on my lap and watch movies on the entertainment system. I wanted some time to think about things other than the daily routine.
But the days conflict with fixed work days and the plans of the other side of the family. And suddenly the fares rise and the hotels become more expensive. And I think that I should be saving money for bigger dream holidays in the future, when we have to pay Alex’s fare.
I wish I could just fly away whenever the whim took me.