The Holiday

I tend to love the holidays, more so this one, which I will live to remember!

For the first time in more than 10 years, I get to go on leave and not come back to work on 28th December, break again on 31st to be back on the 2nd, this is if these days do not fall on a weekend.

Thanks to the 'Group', I am entitled to 14 days leave, I already took two and I'm left with twelve. I start my leave on the 10th to be back next year, the 2nd (if RAO doesn't make it) and 4th Jan if he does (pray, pray, pray). The good thing is this, Wednesday 12th is a holiday (mum's b-day too). 20th is gazetted as a holiday. The office is closed the whole week of 24th to 28th, I get to have 3 extra days, dear Lord! I come back to work on 7th January (and all this is only 12 days, I love British companies) And you can imagine that Saturdays are not counted!

Ok. So here I am, I'm planning my holiday. Shags over x-mas is amust. 23rd is the flight there. Back after the new year, but will jet in and out to vote and back to the bundus. But next week I have to do Mombasa. I do need the rest from the hectic time I've had in the office. Just hope the flights won't be as bad. I still do not understand why majority of us plan everything at the last minute. But hey, its the only way to have fun. How can one plan a holiday 12 months in advance, it kicks the expectation out, you get tired of waiting, its far off then its here, you havent done one two three things, last minute rush, I'd rather plan at least 3 days before. As long as I have that plane ticket 3 days before, I will be fine. And I will have a ball.

Last Saturday my family travelled shags and I suddenly realised how much I missed home and cant wait to do the x-mas bash!!! All my nephews, nieces, in-laws are already there, wish my son could go with them but knowing him, he'd be put on the next flight back as an unaccompanied minor! And at such tender age.

Well, at least I'm glad I'll have days and days and days of rest. But someone is jealous, and I will not name names. I have planned my leave and don't plan to come back till next year then I am rostered to work on 31st, which is by no means realistic. Then I get punished for going on leave by being made to work on 8th, and in actual sense I should not be. How jealous people can be. I have worked fortnightly for the last 6 weeks which nobody else in the company has EVER done. And that's the truth. But we all have to make sacrifices since we are understaffed, what with so many people being on leave anyway. And who better to punish but the one who is gone the longest. Solution, just do not show up, after all I have filled in the leave form. And no one is allowed to talk about it or it is labelled as insurbordination. Sc*** them!

Anyway, I plan to visit mum on 25th, we celebrate, go to the lake side, fight for fish with 'lwang'ni' at a place called 'lwang'ni' by the lake. Called this as you literally fight for the fish with the flies and flies in jengland are called that. So will be survival for the strongest. Then again, its about time I set records straight. This will be fun. Cant wait.

I'm not talking.............................