It’s the last day of holidays… again

Ah, holidays. Sometimes I feel like you are my reason for existing. And “if you didn’t know this about me before then you sure as hell know it now” (I love that line) and should read my post from back in January titled I want to be on holidays forever.

So often the daily grind of work seems like such a…well… grind… that the only thing you have to look forward to is the weekend or holidays. I had this discussion with my brother and his wife recently, and we were talking about how you almost end up wishing your life away because of how hectic our working lives are. And even though you get a weekend every week, you often spend at least some of it actually working, and if you don’t do any actual work, then you do plenty of worrying about work and what you need to do on Monday. So the weekend is only partial relief from connection to that gulag that you have to visit five days of every week. Admittedly my gulag isn’t located in Siberia, and I’m not at risk of being worked to death in sub zero temperatures while being underfed with what was most likely under-nourishing gruel, but it’s still a gulag in my book.

A gulag? Huh?

For those of you who don’t know what a gulag is, see here:

A real gulag: A miserable existence I'm sure you would agree. Obviously my work is nothing like this, but you get what I mean - it can make for a miserable existence in a first world kind of way.

A real gulag: A miserable existence I’m sure you would agree. Obviously my work is nothing like this, but you get what I mean – the daiy grind at the ofice makes for a pretty crappy existence in a first world kind of way. If Josef Stalin was alive he’d drop in and execute half the staff to make us appreciate how good we have it though. That’s how they do things in gulags you know.

Tasteless Stalin/gulag jokes aside, this whole situation that I have just described totally sucks the proverbials, which is a lot of the reason why I look forward to holidays. You see, holidays allow me enough time off work that I can actually manage to stop thinking about it all of the time – it’s just a shame that one of the cranky old partners at work insisted that I connect my emails to my phone and my tablet so that I’m always within reach of the urgent demands of every client or staff crisis back in the office. So he’s kind of ruined that for me, but I’ll be glad when he retires at the end of the year and I then never have to pretend that I think his complaints (usually about me not working a 90 hour work week) are actually relevant to the current millenium or the firm that people actually want to work in today. I accept that if I don’t work as hard as him I won’t be worth $10m+, but $1m plus my house and superannuation would probably be enough thank-you-very-much.

Only 12.5 weeks to go until that cranky old partner retires. He'll probably be diving through his mountains of money like Scrooge McDuck after he retires. He's a great example of not even understanding how much is enough. He could have retired 15 years ago.

Only 12.5 weeks to go until that cranky old partner retires. He’ll probably be diving through his mountains of money like Scrooge McDuck every day. As good as he has been as a mentor, I will be relieved once he goes.

Apologies for being in a bit of a negative mood, but perhaps I have the Sunday afternoon blues, which are probably then amplified by it being the final Sunday afternoon of a one week holiday. I’d say that I’m also becoming anxious about the return to work as I even slept poorly last night after I woke up and started thinking about all of the stuff that I have to do once I am back in the office.

Another reason for my sardonic mood is probably that I have just finished reading livingafi.com’s “The Litany of Office Hate” post and struggled to stop laughing about all of the things that make work really $hitty. I could relate to so many of them, but rather than rattle off my own version I suggest that you just check out his post. He’s covered it pretty well I reckon.

C’mon, it’s not so bad…

Even though it’s back to the grindstone for me tomorrow, at least it’s only a four day work week as I then have a four day weekend. It’s AFL grand final day next Saturday, and while my team didn’t make the grand final (or even the finals for that matter, we’ve been rubbish this year), I had planned to have a long weekend in there somewhere when I set my budget back in June. So I’ll be happy to take a long weekend after getting through month end (and all of the $hit that that entails) on Wednesday.

After that I’ll be counting down to the next holiday period – Christmas! That’ll be two reasons to celebrate – three weeks away from the office, and the old cranky partner will be gone!

Have a great week.

IA.

10 thoughts on “It’s the last day of holidays… again

  1. Don’t worry, Christmas is just around the corner and will come by quickly. Isn’t the weather also getting warm there? Also something to look forward to. 🙂

    I’m in Germany trying to stave off depression from grey weather everyday!! Tis the season. 🙂

    • Ha ha, yes, it is becoming warmer, which is making it harder to face the prospect of going back to work and being inside all day! I shouldn’t complain though as I know that the weather in Europe can be much worse. But given that it’s the end of September, you’d have some Oktoberfest activities to brighten up your day wouldn’t you? Ich weiss dass sie wohnen in Bayern nicht, aber sie konnen ein Mass fur mich immer noch trinken!

      My mood probably came more from reading about that guy’s actual early retirement and how good it sounds. It feels like there is still a long time to wait for me (which there is), but I will just have to make do with imagining it for now!

      • Oktoberfest is not only limited to Munich, it’s Germany-wide. They just don’t call it Oktoberfest. But the drinking is the same. No lederhosen though. 🙂

        Also, I don’t drink! So I’ll down a pint of smoothies for you. 🙂

        About *waiting* to retire early – I don’t think you’re merely waiting. You’re active and have a lot of influence at your job. Which means, you can really make a difference in people’s lives. That’s not nothing, and certainly not a waste of time. But I know how you feel. Sometimes early retirement can’t come soon enough, especially when there’s so much pressure and BS at work. I hope once that old partner leaves, that things will be easier at the office.

        • Yeah, the role is worthwhile, but that’s the problem with aiming for early retirement – it can make the here and now hard to put up with sometimes.

          So what do you call Oktoberfest outside of Munich then? I thought that it started in Bavaria, but was there a festival at that time in every other place before the King of Bavaria called it Oktoberfest?

          • Schützenfest! They involve shooting a wooden eagle on a pedestal with a gun, naming a Schützenkönig and Schützenkönigin (King and Queen), then having a parade and drinking party. But essentially it’s an Oktoberfest. 🙂

  2. Ha ha, I feel you. I’ve been better as of late, but I still get the Sunday night blues sometimes. Sigh, can’t wait until I’m in the place where I can just decide, “I don’t want to work here anymore, I think I’ll take a few months off.” Oh well, until then, work tomorrow. Ugh.

    • Yep, I can’t wait either, but that’s all I can do for now. That, and try to remove annoyances from my work life so that there’s less to dread on a Sunday night. But that’s a whole different topic for another time!

  3. Hi IA,

    Working in a complete different environment (offshore oil&gas) I don’t know much about office live. I’ve have (luckily) reached a certain level here at work where I’m more telling others what they have to do and check the results. I can basically delegate all tasks except sending emails to the office to show how good we are doing. I was under the impression that as partner in a accountant company it should be the same but it is obviously not. I’m not hating my job but I would definitely not show up if not getting paid. I don’t believe the saying: do what you love and you will never have to work again.

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